Flowing backward into unspent time
you see the colors unfold around you
only in the moment you are there
as time stops and seeing begins
Feeling your butterfly's kiss
upon your cheek you blush deeply
realizing your divinity well
as into the night you slither
Wider ever than before
standing more still yet moving more
contradiction lights the sky
if you engage your thinking
But quietly you look now
without the fanfare of old
forgetting what has come or will be
as is you live a real moment
Lifting twisting foreword back
bothering not to gaze or judge
you see the light of all that is
becoming yourself once more again
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