In the morning after,
In between dark and light,
In the space between
here and now,
when yesterday never ended,
And today is just born,
I awaken to life,
as best as I can live it,
as long as I can will it,
embraced by the notion that
"this is it".
I wait as the drape,
crumpled to perfection,
resists all temptation
to change the course
of a mid-summer dream.
--Ocean Morisset
8/12/10
Thursday, August 12, 2010
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