Caught in the Inbetween
'tis not just me who has been caught
caught is a poet's place
where stress gives words grace
grace gives tongue and pen
flight in air too high
not as high as the stars
raked by the mountains peaks
forward and backward appear just the same
and move at you till squished amongst the eagles
while what you stand on and what you breath
force you down
all the while you stand
tween now and then
tween yesterday and tomorrow
so where are you now?
what shall you do?
no sense in looking around
there be always something there
but if you look within
things change if you change
then the world around you spins
illusion falls away
replaced by things far closer to desire
wanting nothing but to grow
in places closer to perfect light
if perchance you want to see
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