The Right Time Has Come... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the right time has come
and it is here with us:

when you leave and when you
arrive, i do not ask any question

when i eat, and i eat alone,
you do not ask too if i am done

when you cook and the flavor
is good and stays in the air
i may salivate but i do not really care

the right time has come
for writing another diary, describing

the hour, the weather, the arrival of
the darkness of the night

and the hope that tomorrow may
still come, so light and so divine.