Iris

Only time could make space
For new hope within fate
To race light years ahead
On paths
Both strange and unknowable

Past collapse, to extend
Crushing past, to portend
That the lens of your loss
Would make sense of its cost
In the skies
Far away, and immutable

How upturned dream and thought
Could imagine a spot
Long from then
Close to now
Where I was focal
When I stood in its light
With imperfect insight
And chose to feel
Blessed, and incredible