Satisfied am I
Yet times it seems I'd sell my soul
For some sad carnie's vision ---
A look into my future.
And what I'd find? Some vision -
where what we see today
and all the things we might have seen
meld into the best
of all possible realities
yet then escape us
an easing into the full day
from the surreal glorious sunrise
the world remains
still pink around the edges
As if to remind us
those visions --- they were there.
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1 comment:
Good work!!!! Great poem.
Rhi
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