Power of now

 

 

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Subterranean tunnels

in my mind

 

I glide dream

neurons

 

greeting faces

left behind.

 

Long gone lovers

stare,

 

horses graze at gates,

I used to open:

 

pathways take

me deep to

 

powerless childhood,

I strain to breathe

 

fight battles that

I’ve never won:

 

until I wake to this,

crocus blooming

 

another spring

soft breeze promise

 

thaw:

 

& new beginning.

 

 

 

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