Sooner or later
Comes unbidden
Sunrise or noonday
Sudden and sharp.
Cut off
Or cut down
The decisive moment
Of happenstance.
I was born asleep
Cut open
And pulled out
Warm to cold
Dark to light.
Day dreaming through
A world long gone by
A fleeting glimpse
That flourished
And died.
The faces
And sometimes
Even the names
All frozen
And flattened.
Suspended in memory
Far away from here
Persisting images
Numb but poignant.
I think
And I pray
For all of the living
And all
The departed.
Each and every
Connection
In their family
And friends
Scrolling backwards
Time and space.
Looping backwards
To circle the whole
Al cycles completed
Together at last.
Where time
Has no meaning
No longer
Will we remember
Living in the shadows.
The light
And the glory
The truth
And the heart.
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