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.
