Weave
Yesterdays fine roots
lifted onto the loom
only when today lays beside them
the fine roots of tomorrow
does wisdom loosened
begin to weave its shape
Silent apologies linger
hardening around today
like ice at the waist
We owe our words
to a yesterday already gone
Baseless waves of blame
cast back into yesterday
rise again in a today
leaning toward tomorrow
today unresolved
returns as today
again and again
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