Abide
Abide
The appearances
in our hours
thoughts
perceptions
beg our attention
resist departing..
Moreover
one appearance released
replaces another
with the gap between
growing short..
and shorter..
Yet in the gaps
lurks the only happiness
we can know..
Abide...
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2019
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