Acuteness

New Mexico dust storm drives a tumbleweed

The wind seemed to change today

I abhor when that happens

“Out of the blue” unexpectedly

Everything feels out of sync

The light, the sound and- me

Like a fog that fell from the clouds

And then surrounds life itself

Until it settles and normalizes

Some fear its time catching up

Naw- that’s a flawed construct

Some things are simply lost forever

“Love, time” surely are two of them   

No- it’s a sense of real strangeness

And that event may well be … us

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Poet of the Light © 2021

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