The Wind Whispered these Truths

Summer evening
lit by the backwash of stars;
light on the leaf shine on us.
Let us live in the now
without forgetting spring
or fearing winter.

by the will of the sun flowering –
        bronzing the meadow –
in a search for laughter
we wrinkled without rain.
Time and time again

we dream in excess,
a vortex of whim, willful –
unmindful of natural law – equal
and opposite reactions. We are
impelled by the threat of attrition
and the haste to dance

before the music stops.
We will not pass this way again.
This is not a dress rehearsal
and though we may stumble
we rise to our knees
with lacerations,

a modicum wiser
as our motives become purer
until there is no motive,
simply a celebration
                  of the revelation
Time is on our side.

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