The World Out There.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i look at the room
where we once shared
happiness,
it is the same room
now
that shall make us live
the
season of
sadness,

nothing's changed
nothing will be changed here

white walls,
white tiled floors
same fluorescent tube
same switch
on the frame
of the door

the cabinets are still brown
though not glossy
with age

how many years?
20 years
swift as the flight of
seagulls

white winged birds on
sky blue seas

the matrimonial
bed is losing
its soft cushion

our backs endured all these
roughness now
when we make no more
demands
for life to give us
more

ah, how many years more?
i do not need much
5 can be a surplus

what do i need
of 10 years more?

i am a simple man
willing to explore
what lies in the unknown

this present
is all revealed and i
am satisfied,

there is more out there
the stars are not
telling

the moon is still secretive
to the
bounty of calm
and beauty

i shall be there
in due time
without you.