I thought about the new year
while sitting in a tree.
I did the same thing last year,
time matters not to me.Tell me, honestly—
Did you see the day pass by
the last second in-between,
when time inside someone’s eyes
Covered in dust, I’m drifting
into tomorrow’s dream
as thought continues shifting
shapes into the things I see…..
While time’s illusion wanders on
more or less unseen,
I appreciate you walking
through reflective words with me.
Happy New Year!
Wishing you warm blessings
today, tomorrow, and through
all the moments of your life. ~ms