Climbing time

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In succeeding years
our wisdom is seen
. . . . . . . . . . for what it is

invention and tender folly

as we go forward
imagining mountains
rising ever higher
to see what we thought we knew
on the trails below

illuminated
simplified
and disproved

sweet memories
misted ridges

and blankets of leaves

Before us more mist
assumed
. . . . . or gifted
. . . . . . . . . . revelations

more follies
to be seen
at a later time
as simple good hearted
wishes

flurries
. . . . . favors
. . . . . . . . . . fevers

and fortune

Remember the boy
who swam in the air

immersed his whole being
in feeling and absorbing
. . . . . without knowing

Old man dreaming
catching wisps
. . . . . . . . . . of what is
. . . . . and was

evaporating now

. . . . . as words

. . . . . . . . . . on paper

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early morning
February 2, 2015, edited February 6
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© 2015 William C. Eberle

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