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Companionship of Time

Darkness broke against the
shimmering, bleeding-out sky 
as the sun, descending back 
to its ebony prison. 
We two sitting enjoying 
Nog and Chai, speaking 
pondering of life the 
meaning, the confusion 
of memories molding 
clay upon the spinning 
wheel, churning mankind 
into a form from 
embryological entrance 
feet fist, usually 
head proceeding down 
to the slanting point 
situations teaching 
us the lessons of life 
the best teacher the 
one without judgment 
letting us grow and 
learn, the best guide allowing 
us to experience it all
some good, 
some bad 
all adding to the moment 
of who we are, all adding 

to the reality that is us

We share with each other 
these lessons, for we 
too are teachers and
students to each other 
All in one, one in all 

From Cafe we sit
to icy darkness we stand 
our breathes heard by ear 
seen moving upwards by eyes 
All truths revealed 
of who we are, what we 
learned and where we plan 
on going. This journey 
is one we need not 
travel alone. Having a 
good companion is just 
as important as having 
a backpack, rations 
that sturdy canoe 
we use these items 
so often. The canoe 
especially, its floating 
mass taking us along
the river. Our Journey 
filled with harsh winds 
hail and rain. As we 
grasp the floating emptiness 
alone and frighten, the 
rocking reminding us of
the cradle, but Mother 
is absent, replaced by
the Mother of all. Nature 
at her mercy, her
all-powerful grasp. This is
what we learned that 
night against immature 
car-filled hooligans, two 
mature beyond age pairing 
sages. That throughout 
life we are faced by 
many stepping stones 
along the riverbed 
yet we, along this course 
can find comfort banding 
together to get our 
poetry heard, or voices and 
minds accepted. Go!
Go together, all in one
one in all, strength in 
numbers. Building our 
home together, our Buddha 
Lotus, our Grand Mosque 
our Mecca of results 
of our Poetic Journey
down the river of time.

Copyright © Colin Amato

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