Such dreams,
such words
given during
tenuous times.
We might often ask
why now
what today
creates this mantra.
This need to understand
define our lives
by loss and gifts,
the tragedy outweighs
the reality of our lives,
the human spirit
asked without shame
to handle our today.
I walked outside
stood on melting snow
a sign of the spring
when new life will bloom.
I realize while asked in lament
Remember what life has meant.
Sweet is the moment
when while we
seek solace
worlds respond
across a continental divide
the imagination
like a lovely foreign film
coffee and books
in sundress surreal
look
his intrigue
safe and cryptic
design
meant for the imagination
her sensuality
now
inspiration
inclined.
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