Each moment creeps
Slowly
And quietly upon you
Drifting in continuum
One by one
In unbroken chain
From within the infinite
Depths
Of circular time
And across
The velvet black of space
And existence
Until at long last
It presents itself before you
The soul whom
For which it was destine made
And then
As if a drop in
The ocean's great expanse
Makes impact and
Forever thenceforth becomes…
A part of you
…Jeff Bresee
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