we gaze for the most meaning of life and
that gaze keeps us in the present... we are
victims of the past that turns int the present
and eventually unfolds into our future but
we cannot ascertain any of those evolutions
until they are experienced first hand... our
souls dies a thousand times as they grow
from one season to the next, thinking that
its heart is full of joy when it is not... it sees
not what its supposed to see but only what
it can as time moves through each moment
as if it is the silent, unstopable wind, taking
what we know to be true and changing it into
the it was always destined to become here.
23 February 2023
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