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Oct 2018
Witness the phase of our universe,
serpentine circles, feeding on ego,
cycles bring demise and rebirth
shifting sands reveal paths, where we go
and why we go there, truth buried
deep like love below gleaming edifices,
living in a crease so temporary
it's pointless is what it is;
relinquish undue sorrows,
cherish time and treasures
abundant, watch the grass grow
and let go of the pressures
of everything you know,
sweet scents and secrets
I wouldn't keep from you though,
this is my weakness;
waiting so many millions of years,
spirit unimpressed,
depressed by the massacres
but to know you, I am blessed,
first sight of sunlight
here to nourish the masses,
something finally feels right
until this Heaven, too, passes.
Zoe Averill Ren
Written by
Zoe Averill Ren  24/F/FL
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