Then What?

Then What?
Diamonds fade over eons
Their value reflecting their scarcity
Then what value desire?
Manuscripts perish in the sunlight
Their words lost for all time
Then what value words?
Dreams can dissipate with waking
Losing their substance through forgetfulness
Then what value imagination?
Honesty can be hard to find in dark times
Solitude may slip into loneliness
Then what value friendship?
Players’ may steal your interest & energy
From behind their grotesque mask of platitudes
Then what value trust?
The morning may arrive with dread
Greeted by the tired eyes of the lost & anxious
Then what value sleep?
Tomorrow may seem too far ahead to hope for
Yesterday too far behind to see clearly
Then what value the present?
The eyes may be hard with insincerity
The words cutting like a stiletto
Then what value the smile?
Touching with love may be a distant memory
Being touched with love a distance too far
Then what value hugs?
Everything lost through the shifting of realities
Absence of everything is now all you feel
Then what value life?
Pain suffered in silence behind the mask of okay
Others being put first in the order of interest
Then what value care?
Giving to receive over giving to forget
Neither a value exchange of worth or mention
Then what value altruism?
Evaluating usefulness in the interview of life
What’s in it for me, is the unsaid mantra of most
Then what value self-worth?
Eyes blinded by the many that will drink your soul
Lids closing from the effort to see the signs
Then what value patience?
The butterfly that lands when you are settled and calm
The songbird that sings only when you listen
The presence of love in the soul of the world
The connections that bring a love that tames distance
The hope that one soul transfers to another
The questions all answered in the simplicity of a smile
The care that is spoken between the words heard
The together that is shared across maps of the globe
The pain that is shared with the twinning of souls
The hope that is gifted from living
The promise of certainty that can renovate a heart
The knowledge that you are not alone
The days and nights that merge into bliss
The significance that comes from being seen
The love that is imparted between the lines
The code is the language of the world
The time is always now
That which has passsed is simply ashes
That which feeds us today is the fire that burns right now
This is your heart
This is your hope
This is your love
This is your life
This is your today
This is your choice
This is your significance
This is your certainty
This is your path
This is your value
© Iain Merchant 2020
…two sides of the coin, wondering…