Hope is a Cruel Mistress

[liarliarlies]

The wind does not blame the sails for harnessing it to return home.
The rain doesn't blame the pavement for shining like silver.
The moon cannot be held liable for reflecting in your eyes.
But I, but I...

I can be held responsible.
I will be blamed.
Space is what you need, but time can not be tamed.

So stop the clocks. Mourn this moment.
Take a photo and appreciate the adornment.
Take a breath and one good last look.
Then close your eyes and close the book.