The darkness of the sleeping Bay
Smoothly dissipates in waves
On dawn's golden wings
Awake to race and find
The time we lost before today
Spatial oscillations structured fine
That we see with our own eyes
Drawn on the fabric by unseen hands
With hidden symmetries and forms
Braided in the weave of time.
We venture out on the plains
At the end of day when shadows lengthen
Joy mingles with sorrow
On moonlit meadows and fragrant groves
On grassy hills and lucid shores
The merry air our spirit strengthens
Jump!
Laugh!
Cry!
Beneath the reeds and flowers
In Shakespearean malls and shops
Food-court thrills and more
Like pop stars at the Gap
With poetry sold on the back of a truck
In streams of lusciousness
Downtown and our cozy mountain burrow
Shoes lipstick movie scores
Blowing bubbles in the halls
🤗😘🌹
By the anthropology museum
Racing sliding downhill until we
Dive in with a splash
And gain the day we lose tomorrow.
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