alright,
the wind has changed
the light grows long
I cannot stop what it does to me...
Love it/crave it/dread it
.....................................................
standing in one place
years in front and behind me
running standing still


stop, listen, and tell
me...do the years define you?
no, I am here now


can you feel that wind?
from the day leaving the sky
minutes pass to years


I will not stand still
don't look for me behind you
stretching into space



slide across my skin
slow trails of heat to follow
deep hot explosions

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lots of reflection tonight
unexpected open doors
that I glance into as I go by
and I won't even talk about that last one
except to say, it could be
a whole separate blog
so much more there...