Monday, March 21, 2022

The Past



 

This seems fitting for the first full day of spring...
one added to the string I've had the privilege of living through.
I'm seeking to connect 
with "the clear water running through my veins."
And the same stars I witnessed as a child.
"The past" seems an insufficient name 
for the glory and sorrow, 
memories still present
lie beside those hidden from view.
kastilwell

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