Friday, June 30, 2006
twilight
The Grasp
There are moments of twilight
Between wakefulness and slumber
A space and time which neither
Reality nor Reverie truly reign
That comes the most relevant objects
Of origin that shapes what the mind
Thinks and what the soul senses
And being in a hollow shell
One can only wonder
In the expanse of experience
And memory why one hangs onto
One thing and releases another
(2003)
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