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Sometime's Too Hard

Some days and nights it feels too hard
not to turn back former times,
ages and stages,
agreements and arguments,
investments and divestments,
births and deaths,
to ask all rebirth questions
I had no voice to ask yet.

Sometimes it hurts ache deeply
not to turn back able time
to ask my wiser questions of today
before we slipped apart.

Deep time may help to remember
I never could have learned to ask
if I had ever known more power
to stop time's flow

Remembering why this time 
in this wide place
we could ever hope to meet
just right 
on riverbanks of questions.

What were our odds
of landing here together
given all of time's vast space
invested to remember
what to ask each now together,
and why,
and how long is too short.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/5/2016 12:16:00 AM
Yes. These words, the Muse, the dry leaves, the fresh buds, you and me, to what end? Your poem represents universal what, why and how.
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Date: 1/31/2016 12:06:00 AM
Great write, questions I think we all ponder at some point!
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Gerald Dillenbeck
Date: 1/31/2016 12:13:00 PM
Thanks for visit. Want you to know, I become richly drawn in whenever I visit your way. I think maybe I have commented once, but I am usually too awed to speak. G O

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