Wednesday, April 10, 2019

Replenishment




Replenishment

The weight of days compounds its sorrows,
it builds uneasy themes,
impounding all my tomorrows,
I adjourn into a dream.

Where flow of time descends on me,
and connects me with the source,
reminding of the roles I play,
within ethereal force.

Prescience leads my memory,
to the themes I was before,
encompassing the rhythm,
and the manna to restore.

While the imprint of my program,
replays the task at hand,
the little hidden memory,
I carry and understand.

If proof be given by second sight,
to dream is all we need,
we’ll find ourselves within the light,
where consciousness is freed.


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