January 19, 2005
Nothing is Lost
Puna Thunder- Breaker rolling in under the evening sky... Pohiki Puna
Nothing is Lost
Deep in our sub-conscious,
we are told
Lie all our memories,
lie all the notes
Of all the music
we have ever heard
And all the phrases
those we loved have spoken,
Sorrows and losses
time has since consoled,
Family jokes,
out-moded anecdotes
Each sentimental
souvenir and token
Everything seen,
experienced, each word
Addressed to us
in infancy, before
Before we could even know
or understand
The implications
of our wonderland.
There they all are,
the legendary lies
The birthday treats,
the sights,
the sounds,
the tears
Forgotten debris
of forgotten years
Waiting to be recalled,
waiting to rise
Before our world dissolves
before our eyes
Waiting for some small,
intimate reminder,
A word,
a tune,
a known familiar scent
An echo from the past
when, innocent
We looked upon the present
with delight
And doubted not
the future would be kinder
And never knew
the loneliness of night.
Noel Coward
