Monday, April 3, 2017

Future Valentine

When the future finds itself
Standing still in the wind
Of the present moment
The past rushes in to meet it
The holy trinity of time
Extending in the mind
Whose sole purpose is to pass away
In endless waking
More and more waking
Which the wind embodies
Half temperature half air
Restless with enlightenment
And turmoil half an answer
Half a dare

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