Strange Reflections
Wasted Time Lost in Tomorrow and Yesterday
Constantly being digested by the habit-monster
A Spare Moment Fades away
The mistakes of Yesterday dissolve into the Anxieties of Tomorrow
There is sorrow
A New Moment Offers Promises
The Weeds Hope and Fear spring up in the newly cultivated Field
Delusional Yield
A Perfect Moment Fades Away like a house of cards
And Yet all houses eventually fall away to Dust
All beginnings end do Trust
Time goes or does it? It seems to embrace Motion
All we can seem to do is to Chase what is Glowing
So we Pretend a Path from confusion to Knowing
Its all true to a point
Cross the threshold and the reality is different
So they Say
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