There is a duality in this existence
there is a part we play no role in
There are spaces we could and would never fit into.
But we are here
& there is no going back
There is only this time that stands now
& possibly the day after that.
Still, there is an aching radiant lining in all of us, the moment of.
Let's be here unwavered & unafraid,
carving heirlooms for ghosts
for a future, we will never exist in.
Tumbling like sand cathedrals
We will float together
maybe.
May 29, 2019
May 29, 2019 at 4:56 AM UTC
There is a duality in this existence
there is a part we play no role in
There are spaces we could and would never fit into.
But we are here
& there is no going back
There is only this time that stands now
& possibly the day after that.
Still, there is an aching radiant lining in all of us, the moment of.
Let's be here unwavered & unafraid,
carving heirlooms for ghosts
for a future, we will never exist in.
Tumbling like sand cathedrals
We will float together
maybe.
the acceptance of death & the cycle
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