Lou J. Klaiber

THE FUTURE OF REMEMBRANCE

Time
runs away
like a thief
in the darkness.

Cities are born
and lost,
and it is always cold within war.

Lonely soldiers are hiding,
trembling,
and afraid

At the corner of yesterday
and tomorrow,
listening… praying

… as a Spirit Warrior
plays his flute of dreams.

All… the battles and songs
of history.

… then is now,
and all prayer is silence
as he disappears.

The flute remains forever.

breath of a man
… remembrance of courage,
and freedom

resting within us

like an old soldier
… sleeping in the green fields
as soft as the pillows
that always lay softly

upon the limits
of time.

The flute plays

a child listens.

A soldier dies!

The song

……… remains.

Author’s Note: For the 507th Transport