Eclipse

Past, present future all one,
Linear dimensions quiver at
Notions circular. Woven
Emotions dance on lines of thread.

Ladder to climb, destiny to execute.
I reach for the holding palm
to call upon guidance. Only
To hear the silence and
Stillness amongst the haze.

Vision obscured by blinding
Hope. Pulled by one
Road means goodbye tomorrow.
My sorrows, wild berry of the forest.

Temptation and infatuation implore
My veins, invoking power
Beyond my comprehension.
A passion longing for contentment.

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