October 12, 2022 - Rahil Najafabadi’s “Ode”

Ode

The passage feels different with my uneven steps––
Blue steps, light steps. The light, I try to capture it.
I think we live in color and the streets stay the same.
But we change colors and move under the pale light.
Wishing for the day I watched slip away to come back
as the motion of a wave, goodbye, tomorrow comes––
Yesterday always remains as an ode to a time
I’ve never even known.