For All In Life There Is a Season
out of nowhere
awaits shaded,
visions, for those
with fairish perception,
purged of fakery and
symbolic falsehoods.
my chapters in
history tout no
shadows but my own
even my jaded version
a bronzed patina.
more comforting times
than present express
stanzas of times in
seasons –
times to embrace
times for refrain
times to purpose
peace as we stand
on the edge of time
turn, turn, turn
Copyright © Franci Hoffman | Year Posted 2022
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