Have no fear
for departure.

Is it because
I was there once,
the place of the “future”?

But how about
losing my memory?

It will be scary
to lose one’s memory.

I was scared once
when I thought
I was losing my memory.

It was as if
standing on the sand
losing mysef…

I won’t forget
that memory
when I support others.

Oh, how I am grateful
that I can walk
on the solid ground again!

But where has it gone,
my sense of “deja vu”,
a sense of nostalgia?
(April 25, 2023)