The Moorings of Yesterday
The Moorings of Yesterday
Looking out at the moorings of yesterday, wondering what was.
The long pier of forgotten purpose skeletal remains peaking above the surface of ancient waters
Attempting to peer through the fog that is tomorrow,
Wondering what will be.
A moment in time to displace the here and now,
To dream of history’s future.
A day dream of a story that may or may not have been told by someone before,
Or may or may not be told by someone after.
Before a beginning of an endless ending,
A thought occurs...
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