in passing: “how swiftly the strained honey of afternoon light flows into darkness. and the closed bud shrugs off its special mystery/ in order to break into blossom: as if what exists, exists so that it can be lost and become precious” – lisel mueller
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so many questions
why are we here
who are we, what is time
what makes it disappear
but really when we look
we can see
not written in any book
an absentee
it is only when its gone
that we realize
how an oxymoron
can crystalize Please click to read entire poem
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