The Old Song Takes Me Back

I found myself suddenly
full of gasps at
random snatches of the song,
gulps of its sterling air,
times when I sat alone
breathing heavily
for hours at a time; and
I found myself in
a thicket of memories
waiting to be formed, denser
by the moment, wondering
how long it would take
for any of them
to settle into a final form; lastly,
I found myself unwilling
to see changes within;
to move from humble
to exalted and back again;
to resign to it all;
to lie back and hum
the old song from
when I was a kid
and all of this
was yet to come
and I expected
so much more;
when I did not
bow my head
before the remnants
of my life.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
onward,
T