Yesterday lives in all of our tomorrows
Today is the air that steeps the now away
We are never not what has made us
We are always a collage of what we have been
Shining in the light of what we'll be, not
what we once thought
made us wonderful
When it all ends, there will be no past, present or future. There will only be love, cast in shadows of beauty.
"We need beauty because it
makes us ache
to be
worthy of it." -Mary Oliver
Wonderful is like a wave
that breaks and rushes in
not all at once, but with
one breaker riding the back
of another and that,
the one before it.
It's all waves.
It's all ocean.
We're all coming while
we're all going
Dive in
and be baptized
in the tumbling,
shape of danger
Better to drown than to
sit on the shore,
thirsting
Dive in.
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