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Fool crumb

Youth is before the fulcrum 

Anxious to progress, time to waste

Rushing through new emotions

The flower of life opening up before the eyes

Joy of life ready to taste

 

Winding paths eagerly tread,

Randomly taken on a whim of mind

Pounding heart the sun pours in

Few rainy days , no gasping sighs

Eyes wide open , but temporarily blind

 

There comes a point unseen below

That slips beneath our restless feet.

The balance tipping, past midday

Beyond the solstice , beyond the cries

The see-saw stops it’s gentle repeat

 

Then looking back, where was the peak

The equilibrium that allowed me stand

To look around at all I’ve conquered 

To bathe in glory, to take it in

To breathe in the settled land

 

Missed the moment , gone forever,

Settled in my memories eye

Fading sunset ,is it golden?

Or twilight misted time now frozen

The fulcrum points towards the sky

 

03/05/2022 12:05-12:28

 

◄ Good bye

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