Saturday, July 26, 2008

reality's reel

reality’s reel


        slips away, it seems.

        Revisited now, only in dreams.

        Scenes on a cutting room floor

        of days gone by before.


        is a moment in a card,

        in a chart, wisdom from a psychic

        to borrow.

        Scenes in pictures, in symbols deep

        found in rivers of drowning sleep.


        is where we dwell

        to make a heaven out of a present hell

        where yesterday was a game we played

        without today’s wisdom, and tomorrow plans

          our grain of Truth and Love

          falls through the glass

with the other Sands.

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