The Gathering

by Edward Ahern

Art: β€œSoul Man” by G.J. Gillespie

In time, all that is gathered in is lost.

Things ostentatious and idiosyncratic

outlast posturings and purpose.

Persons beloved, enjoyed or tolerated

move or fade or die away.

Beliefs defended with vehemence

dry rot into irrelevance

Things remain, but are disposed of

In time there is only the memory of gathering