where wires cross, flowers . climb and open their beauty . drinking autumn rain
tomorrow will come . as today is slipping by . and the coffee cools
feeling the presence . of something unknowable . is being present.
all that we can see is in delicate balance between then and now
off in the distance . is the future and the past . we stand in between
in our reflection we see what is here todaynot our memories
there is only now yet now becomes the future and the past at once
we often put faith in something based on the past not on the present
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