Passages Intertwined

Simple sounds are metaphors

Like slipping sands of time

Erase previous passages

Travelers intertwined

Yet knowing lessons left along the path

Rings truth to ears that hear

It’s only within the shadowed aftermath

One can overcome their fear

 

Ring clearly to the light, shadowed ones.

Love, the very essence

of Earth’s passions, is what awaits.

 

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As the song plays

Over

And

Over

in my head

I remember each and every

Color

And

Shape

And

face from every card

in that game

from that place

at that time

with those people

And

I see 100 raindrops bounce off 100 leaves

Simultaneously

And the clock ticks once, maybe

twice