Daily missive for Friday the 30th of December.
Have you heard a baby cry
In the morning
Beneath a clear blue sky
Shades of neglect
Discolour the new born.
In the evening
As the snakes skin
Grows pink
And uncoils
A trail of dragon breath
Criss-crossed
By refreshed fireflies
The day burns away.
Ants on the march
Make an assault
On left overs
And Cicadas sing
In the trees.
What happens to Bees
When the rains fall
And sand dunes
Are deserted islands.
Have you seen
An old day die
Its light blinks out
And passive stars
Watching in silence
Are an eternal witness
To its passing.
It never returns
Nothing ever does
Only in reflection
Will its memory linger.
You will never
Lift a finger
To stop it.
It is a lifetime guarantee
Daisies are never free
Every day passing
Pays the cost
Of its existence.
It is only time
Which is always in a process
Of change
And exists as a
Perfect moment
Of timelessness
That is eternal.
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