Trajectory: Poem

  

Trajectory

The pain tells a story

In your scars

And reminding us

Of the marks

Of life trajectory.

The pain has a story,

The mass of motion to follow

In the main plow

Trough space as a function of times

That perfectly rhymes.

Get ready, prepare the soil,

Turning it over and call

For planting seeds.

The pain had gone –

The scares stayed down,

Reminding the leads

Of life trajectory

Through space and time

To read every line.

Learn to value

Friends who give you time

As they share life with you

And help write the story

In full glory!

Pain brought you together

To heal and see each other.

Tomshinsky@2025