Welcome

I see you
Hidden between the lines
Across the spaces
Between words
A fleeting glimpse

It is as it should be

Not empty lines
Being cast into waterless pools
But baited hooks
Into the bountiful waters of hope

A moment’s breath
Caught between the rise
And fall
Of civilizations
The respiration of nations
While we are

And

It is as it should be

Trying to Remember

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