the evening rests upon my shoulders
in nonchalant colors of nostalgia as
my reflections remember a time of
beauty, compassion, and a love of life
without competition and at the center
of my whirlwind of emotions was
the knowledge of being forever young;
life offers no such filters today as it
places conditions on our health and safety
to the point that we are constricted like
like a blood vessel in the heart, receiving
only that which is deemed necessary
leaving all residuals in the sky to fall
at predesignated time across the filters
and fabric of our remaining lives as if
given one final gift to find and enjoy.
July 18, 2020
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