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As it mingles within and by virtue of substance
relates to the air by the depth of its dance;
the smoke is persuaded to somehow pursue
the course of the breezes developed by chance.
On a journey through space, up a thread-bare stare,
encountering nothing by way of resistance;
the smoke gently glides on its presupposed mission
with nothing to measure the time but the distance.
Continually merging itself to its doom
the smoke on its partner relies
and the air borne of power does slowly consume
til the last of the smoke calmly dies.
And as I relate to the passage of time
and the dreams that I sloppily wear;
I see in myself, and my journey with life,
less smoke with each year and more air.
Copyright © vernon witmer | Year Posted 2020
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