the day whispers a song of uncertainty
as, this sun, shines down upon me.
who i am, since yesterday, has changed.
she has grown with each experience
she has take each piece,
given in this infinite space,
and, searched,
for it's place.
each day the picture grows clearer
as the wisdom of experience
takes
shape
we will never be 'completed'
not until the moment of our last breath
for, each second,
each instant
is the addition of something
different
so, our expansion,
it's constant
as we evolve
as we dis solve
as we crumble
and continue
to rebuild
our selves
all my love
all my love
it goes
out
to
us
All
Meagan Ishtar
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