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Parallel
There is a future and it is a parallel place Not a circle not a sphere not one but two entities Both alive in me both the same For I cannot conceive of the future without the now All the beauty in my mind is rearranged To design the future in my dreams There can be no regret when I know That my dreams are the mirror of my lived life And that my future is the grace derived When I look back it becomes clear That this has happened many times As I fly from line to line Always anticipating the glory Of the next dream, future, life
© Paul Viel 2002 |