warm summer winds
wind wisps of wisdom
curling tendrils of truth with
soft scents of yesterday..
tiny pieces of chloroform
dance with impending anxiety as
arctic tides shift through solstice and
again restlessness awakens..
eyes open into this chaos as
my center strives for balance
the monotony of time-elusive
tattoos wrinkles into my weary soul..
am i living for the dream
or dreaming to live..
in this conundrum of minutes and
meetings, how do i find me?
awake into the only true tangibility
grasp this slice of the time/space continuum
living out in front of myself
turns tomorrows into yesterdays..
warm summer winds
wind wisps of wisdom
curling tendrils of truth with
soft scents of today..
*inhale*
:: be ::
*exhale*
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