You will remain a vestibule of wonder...
Influx of memory and emotion--
They play together on the merry-go-round..
Until they spin off---
Off into worlds of their own.
Collide they may in future happenstance..
To harbor this hope of collision is a loss,
For living in the now is how I learn to breathe.
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1 comment:
this is beautiful. and sad. and healthy. I think I know what this is about...maybe? We need to talk soon.
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