Home, of a past life

Home, those hollow halls
within each memory's loss
and a faint echo
another passing shadow
across a mortared wall.

Moss grows laterally
along the bare retainer
clings to life
and the raindrops pirouette
in an old rusty drum.

The iron container
above which a meniscus
clings to life
drops discuss in concentric
waves our reflection.

Flat discus wavers
over the shallow resonance
and a faint echo
in the deep pool
of a past life.