The Nearness, the Now
Hemmed in by the Nearness
Held back by the Now
The wishful striver, always, who
O'ercome both somehow.
Lost in an isle's sailed thrill
Sea-hazed, whilst safe moored!
As far unfound, delirious
Whilst by Time's Sea shored!
Copyright © James Watkin | Year Posted 2022
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