It’s a mark on the chart
and our course before and after
deeply etched has made the paper thin.
Gently, do not retrace the tracks
let yesteryear be witness to itself.
That word yesteryear has an ancient ring
of markers having lost their names
numberless pages of places
thumbed and shut.
A mist of acquaintances youth forgets.
We have yesterday’s romantic years
Sun rising memories that still revive
our smiles that didn’t changed with age.
Sunsets on blessed days, close enough
to feel death defying union.
Yearly we circumnavigated our world
meeting people, friends, family and strangers.
Sometimes becalmed, unsure of our passage,
weathering storms; always heading
for that mark on the chart.
As we approach the past becomes present
distance that equals duration
no longer grows the beard of time,
now our ship at anchor rides a timeless sea,
the yearly cycle stilled by anniversary.
Love is still life’s mystery.
Let others prate to decide their state
ours formed at heaven’s gate
where all are known to be God made:
a mark on our chart that cannot fade.
© Tony Ashenden 2026
© Tony Ashenden Bio: Through a series of life-changing events, Tony founded a charity to train people to understand their psychic and spiritual selves. He created a Body-Mind philosophy, which teaches self-discovery practices utilising forms of meditation and soul development. An advocate of complementary and alternative medicine and a believer in the unification of body, soul, and spirit, he dedicates his writing to the harmonious development of Man. “Life is real only then when I am.” Please visit his blog, Mine Quick Voice of Aquarius, to see some of his work. His book “Tales of Bellerophon -On the Banks of the Shalimar” is available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.co.uk/s?k=Tales+of+Bellerophon&i=stripbooks&ref=nb_sb_noss

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