I hear that voice echoing
from the past,
every second, fast, oh,
how long will this last?

When a moment feels like an eternity,
we hold tight,
and try to let go of the fright we feel,
yet at times,
we hold too close to heart,
and it can feel as if we’re falling apart.

Seams coming undone,
once tethered together,
now bursting with imagination and dread
in this very cold weather.

Inside the drama’s milieux,
perspective is hard to find,
as we run after feelings that are a part of another
place and time.

Remember, then,
as thought precedes feeling, and
you know that you are truly dreaming,
watch, listen, and
observe the scene,
instead of entering into it with every
piece of your being.

Perspective can be regained as
we learn more
about ourselves inside the dance, and
begin to master
the waves of our second chance.

One, two, three,
just like that, is how they
are feeling. Come and gone in an instant,
when we slow down and
let go of our resistance.

Be with all that comes your way,
many a wise one
will say. Nay,
love all that comes your way,
because it is part and parcel of the entire play.
Choose wisely then,
my friend, for on your life it doth
depend.

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