Tremulous present seeks comfort in the past

Even, wishes to conceive a favourable future

Sudden whirl in the moment has wings in disarray

Incessant blinking unable to erase the intense light

Furtive looks aren’t convincing to the heart

When the green landscape is just nervous bareness

Gaze one may through the prism of hope

The mystery of an unknown twist and misshapen time

Is convincing, and reality that confronts this day

Caught in the turbulent times of desertion

There still may be a sane place to look at for truth

Speaking to the soul can bring some peace


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