Beyond Remembering

Can you hear the song . . . ?
of this new yet ever ancient
presence of a bard that strums
upon the strings of everything

While here,
within a seeming individual
a still small voice now brings
vibrations ever seeking
depth and height of new tomorrows

these flights of ecstasy
while now upon this breeze
that brings such warmth
to what should have been
a frosty February eve

the sense of soft and warm blows in
within this fluent, flowing air
that is beyond remembering
and whispers of a love
beyond the scope
of mind's imagining
to feel


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