I remember the feeling it gave me.
I can sense the ancient senses.
And as I dream of its future,
my muscle tenses.
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I recall the emotions.
And the fell of it all.
And when I look forward,
I can imagine it standing all.
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What was yesterday is still here,
in the consciousness of my mind.
My dreams for its eternity
leave me trailing behind.
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I wonder quite a bit
about the future and the past.
I wish I had the power
to make these moments last.
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But if the goal of the future
and the whispers of what's gone
fight for rulership,
then I'll have none.
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I'm thinking to drop
the escaping to away
and reach within presence
so I can live for the day.
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Rachel Steinmetz
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Your Rhyme and rhythm Rachel!!! Every time I read your poems I'm fascinated by it again.
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