My countless mornings
stitched in patterns, each
day begins, and I follow
the path worn smooth
by opposites flowing
into one another,
recycling the fragments
of my experience as
thoughts disperse
in silence.
Dewdrops linger on
leaf edges, spider webs
shimmer in sunlight,
my universe exists in
this breath.
Only this breath.
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"In the time-space between heartbeats, everything will change." Rob Taylor ©2025
