When we want what we cannot discover,
that part of our lives we tend to shatter
when simple acceptance might be rather
more easily attained than that challenge.
Have you watched the human being
quiet in their own repose alone soft
hearted and soulful with each glance.
Have you realized that the tiresome eyes
they provide our own visual record
might simply become the same fatigue
we all try to ignore, try to pretend away.
yet, when last we spoke of finding more
hours in the day, we were earnest with our
quest to plan our way more logically,
and yet again, well, glance at midnight.
The moonlight wanes this evening after
a weekend of brilliance to accentuate our
lives in a festive, explosive celebration.
Well that time is then, and today begins now.
What Crosses My Mind 
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