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of dying
I have but a faint
recollection
gathered in pieces
of living before
sometimes a flood
of almost not memories
of people and places
I’ve known
yet I don’t
exactly the moment
but there in my keeping
a moment unsettled
was yet to be dreamed
how is it I’ve passed
into newness
becoming
and kept of the leaving
some worries undone
a flaw in the story
was stumbled in finding
mornings of lifetimes
within the same sun
nights
as the moon
lay on my shoulder
stars – an illusion
I named every one
slowly but surely
threads to unravel –
knotted so many
the charms working free
from all
that we wondered
unchanged by the dying
are faraway traces
still living in me
tornadoday 
A previous life, mysterious sentiments. Whatever, it’s well-expressed.
Thank you, Stephen. I’m grateful that you found it……and regardless the direction (sometimes I’m not even sure), you stayed. That’s good enough for me. ~ Love, Bobbie
This life is but one stop along the journey of many.
~xo~
Paul
Indeed……and what a sweet sweet journey it is. Thank you, Paul. xoxo ~ Bobbie