Deja vu
glimpses
into the
could have beens
will nots
or
taste of our
parallel lives.
Poetic musings
glimpses
into the
could have beens
will nots
or
taste of our
parallel lives.
Kindred connections
Like
Sequencing numbers
weaving made from
Cosmic
Dark space
Black hole
loops through
Time
Consistently
Reuniting
for brief moments
in the soul’s
Cycle
Ahead or behind
Rotation around the Sun
Ruler of the days
infinite in space
Puppet master in our lives
It’s own dimension
Well spent, blissful quick
Sometimes an eternity
Little hand on clock
faster in New York
Over a thousand each day
Make all of them count
decisions are made
An eye blinks, bird flaps wings
Irrevocable
Time, ultimate test
Uncertainty cob webs cleaned
Patience needed
Answers will appear
truths revealed, wisdom gained
but the time, not near
Dream catcher dancing
My ocean breeze serenade
Riding the blues wave.
Time loop, daily
warp hole
Black hole possibilities
Recycles each fate
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