Moonlight

With each remembering, the past

Appears better than it was last time,

The distance of time makes it less bitter,

It is easier to forgive those who found

Pleasure in the pain they caused others,

With each remembering, the past

Seems something that happened

To someone else somewhere, not to us,

Like when we hear someone on the bus

Talking about their travails all these years,

Now that it's all over, let's not carry it over,

Remember not to resent, remember to forgive,

Do not forget the moonlight on the lake

The distant hillock shaped like an elephant

The half-heard song the breeze keeps alive.