The Day

That was the day

the day we won't forget.

Why this day, they may ask.

This was the day that marked a change.

Back in the day, we used to say

Earthquake weather, which means Danger 

or Forgiveness.

You could smell it sometimes, 

the magnanimous brink in the air,

yet the ground remains stoic so we are lucky.

Like the time we lived, when we shouldn't have.

When we fell into the chasm of misery only to fly out 

                                                   with Joy.

That was the day we never went back 

the same way.

It tasted new but felt like always-

                                         even if just briefly. 

Art by George W. Joy [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.