Colors in Time

Colors in Time

like a globe without life.
Moving in and out of awareness.

Each day brings what it will.
Happiness, sorrow.

Among the stillness of the trees,
one finds peace;

Once that spell is broken,
life can be a reflection
chosen by the creator.

Like three lined verses
or rectangular glasses.

Imagining that one is lost,
but knowing exactly where they are.

The mind takes flight;
As free as is allowed by time.
one must remember:

To be free is to move forward.


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