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It's Here Now

All my life
City lights and starry stories told
In my mind
I believed in reflections of gold
Then I was born

An unmade bed
Warmth underneath the clutter
A full glass
The first one escaping the other
Then it caught up

To fall short
Yet pretending it was not so
To see the end
Now it is that I finally know
Will I make it?

A full voice
Even my breath I feel the sound
In the hope
Humility will seed my ground
This I most want

Comments

Lorna Lamon on November 03, 2020:

I think being present with a glass full of hope is a good way to be.

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