There is a time…
a place,
a crossover….
a raison d'etre.
There is a face that is familiar.
A taste….
a smell.
One that brings you back,
into focus,
away from the global….
into the local,
a raison d'etre,
that exists for you.
For me.
It is close and,
it is far.
I wear everyday in my mostly heavy heart.
It is…..
a love,
a cure,
a sickness.
A constant contradiction,
of why we live,
and how we die,
of what can be,
outside of you and I.
Never forget that the opposite of love is hate.
Never forget that destiny is fate.
I wrapped it up in a perfect rhyming row,
and tied it with a wilted bow.
But in the end it shows….
how it all is here,
for you,
and her,
and me,
and them.
To find and know
To plant and sow.
To seek and follow.
Stay with me now........

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