creation’s labours

while another day grows around thee

air and light and motes surround me

the slow thought of waves

saves the transition

from inside you in dreams

to aside you it seems

and here i lay

where i want to stay

as rays turn spells into warm breath

the breaking future wells

into now

and how

once more the ordinary appears

in these extraordinary years

as commonplace

slaps me in the face

to be one

moreover to be here, gone

previously in stardust’s settled home

now grievously dethroned

but not to care

for now you and i are everywhere

while another day grows around thee

creation’s labours still astound me

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