each present moment is a pale, fading shadow of what used to be
not an offering nor a demand, it serves as just a reminder
the seasons may change but there is still that feeling that the threat remains
it’s the one that will be gone tomorrow that burns the brightest today
flash of memory from a long-ago event but did it happen…
your options are two travel in that direction or stay where you are
even at our best we can only burn so bright and that’s good enough
reach up and grab it it’s how you get to the top nah, i’m fine right here
an invitation spoken or implied; opens possibilities
at winter’s approach the cool life of summer flares burning its brightest
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