Dusk: awake.
Green eyes (like mine): conscious.
Fighting through membraned curtains,
Reason steals her from Dream.
Groundhog tricks Hope,
calling Routine to its chores.
Day: reflect.
Pensive mind (like mine): flows.
Body- untrue to the self-
forgets the grace of its dance.
Needles stretch the crevasses of the past,
seconds move faster than forewarned.
Dawn: inhale.
Tall figure (like mine): tired.
Distant laughing innocence,
the offspring carry her soul.
Time falls through memory’s web.
Eternity discovers the owner’s heart. Serenity.
