In This Magic …

The older

I get

the simpler

it seems

 

Each day

growing freer

divorced from

my dreams

 

Each year

brings the seasons

of Summer

through Spring

 

And months

in transition

new changes

they bring

 

The answers

I chased for

those questions

I asked

 

Rest quietly

dormant

in the future

and past

 

As time

now a mistress

no longer

a wife

 

My world’s

come full circle

in this magic

— called life

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)

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