At least you were not just a moment
For the moment has already died
At least you were not just a day
For yesterday was a passing goodbye.
These things you did not notice
Passing by, they did not waver you
Tell me, are you fearless?
Ah, as wise as a leaf dripping with morning dew.
Using the breeze to subsist you
In the context of wind and of a flowing day
See how it dies and rises completely anew
The nature of our swiveling decay.
Persisting onward
We see what the moon makes of the sun
How the power is split between two
Duel nature; suffering us individually as one.
Your position triangulated at a point
Points to factors all the same
As a life force within a life force
You are time within a timeless-focus game.
Out there are answers coming back as senses
Circulating around only to come back again
In here are answers going out as change
In your death, answer this, will you have gone or will you have came?
~ B
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