February 15th

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There are only so many days in the year

They float by like dandelion seeds in the wind

Being tossed violently about without a care

Until another sunset passes to perpetuate the cycle

 

The journey: never satisfying a linear destination

The soul: equal to the sums of time

 

We process such thoughts seeking out balance

So that mind and reason fit together as a puzzle might

Because believing that we are one as substantially stable

Makes us feel better from the turmoil in growth of mind

 

The journey: never simply a task in sequence

The soul: equal to the observance’s progression

 

There are only so many days in the year

They float by like dandelion seeds in the wind

Today marks the moment that proves we exist

To solidify our memories by tomorrow

 

I am grateful for today ❤

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7 responses »

    • I think of my “style” as being mostly driven by mood. Although lately, I’ve been having fun with structure. The words lay out as they will I suppose. I will make sure to visit soon 🙂 Thanks Charlie!

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