Original image by JusTee No pathOr stoneReally knowsThe unknown No riverOr streamKnows the skyOr dream No lifeOr deathLives in secretOr breath No oneCould believeReplacing YouOr Me But so it isAnd He seesBeyond todayAnd me.

Light of day never faltersOr hangs in the balanceOf hatred or romanceBut what was…And the slip of the decayIs of consequenceNot of usBut what may.So to marchAnd live onLike the poetUntil it’s gone.

As the bees buzz And snakes crawl Dragging summer Grass stands tall... Crickets sing When birds lay sleep Within the season The soul does keep- For life lives In all living things So many verses Beyond the strings... Inches from slumber- Or living again Live the now Before the Then.

It’s not knowing Or thinking Just hoping Or dreaming It’s not nothing Or everything Just stopping Or going... It just is And breathtaking

Waste

Time honored distance Just as night appears Howling may be absent No less present the fears. Skin holds wincing Eyes show the shutter Lonely's cold hands Find heart's panicked flutter. For pace is but a sprint Running Life's pace Mist by the shadows Lighted by the waste.

Take On

Take on me Troubles and gains Take on tomorrow Victories and pains Take on now Moments and truth Take on innocence Naivety of youth Take on yesterday Lessons from past Take on the future Something to last Take on now Like you have never done Take on the moment Like you’ve already won

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