5/6/15

A whisper runs through my mind,

for forgotten realms and lost times,

that the past is set and so clear to read,

and today is so muddled in future’s greed.

This is how the past has unfurled.

But how will the future be discovered?

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The same world is around you

and then it is gone an hour hence

a well of gravity builds inside you

and all that is solid begins to sway and dance

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The confines and mysteries of the world,

flood like a beach wave and childhood renewed

and a glimpse at a greater scope is becoming unfurled

creeping uncertainty and curiosity over mood

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What is what, and this is, how can be?

That this is now and that was then.

We all are is and one thing cant you see?

And now that I know, I can maybe bend.

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Truth is a path best tread alone, with only guides and never gifts

Mind and wary be, what you seek, will always shimmer and shift.