Certainly something will have to change;
Nothing stays the same forever.
We always hope it's we who impress
Legacies on our fleeting range
Through being marvelous or clever,
But life is a convoluted mess.
What designs a successful endeavor
Is fluidity within bounds,
Walking a path that replies, Yes,
Wholly, that doesn't fix around
More, less.
Month: December 2024
Supermoon
Let the world go
Crazy; the Moon is full
Of compassion for us fools.
The Moon is closer
Tonight, like a lover;
Closer, beaming to be embraced.
Lunacy
Is common even without a spot-
Light to spur our dramatic sense.
The Autumn Sun's descent
Sneaks up on we who are building-
Dwellers, but twilight tonight is brighter.
Before our time and
After, it has been; perhaps
This is why it shines on us softly.
It's been the collision of Heaven and Earth,
Mingled with our molten womb,
And knows it will never have to again.
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