Dream that leans.

Gleams like snow

in the know of lucidity.

~~~

Streams as it gleans

knowledge, wisdom, folly.

Rolled out, mixed together. One.

~~~

Done from the past, see future.

Put your faith, be present.

Resent not, remember you’re not all you’ve got.

~~~

In these times that bind, mindful of the time-

draw but a faint line as life draws distinct

never extinct, clarity of mind.

——-

Submitted as part of One Stop Poetry’s One Shot Wednesday

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