time is a mother
running
northbound
where the arctic circle
is the gateway
to midnight suns
and twilight winters
alchemy’s secret
whispers
horoscopes
into
existence
through
jittering teeth
and cold airs
saturated breaths
nestle
evergreen pine
branches
unraveling
the golden years
of universal cures
and prolonged life
if you ever leave
and feel alone
because you did
catch up with
the sunrise
and push me out
to sea
do not
disappear
into the abyss
of your wild youth
music from before
the storm
will echo
to you
the true
meaning
of life
what is art
if not spiritual
dumped
into the landfill
of our celestial
limitations
encounters at the end
of the earth
will remind you
that
loneliness is time spent
with the
world
too
so go on and run free
escape in gentle wonder
go in grace
and don’t look back
let go
there is more
ahead of you
i
promise.
lh
jan 2022
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