Friday, May 01, 2020

a poem for the quarantined and curious

here we are again
spiraling spring with word within forever now and forever when
we think we are thinking in new ways today
yet what we say today what ancients have been known to say
here we are again spiraling our truths into the now
somehow somewhere in some timeline we find that the what becomes the how

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