Once, I sat and felt the warmth;
peered into the summer's breath;
wandered amongst the grasses caressing my ankles
while the pedals stained my skin with pollen
until the next breeze whisked it away

Once, I knew the world was mine;
All that there is and will ever be
lay waiting for my arrival
lay waiting
and waits still

The window is closed
the curtain holds me at bay
my welcome is in question
and I don't want to know
does it wait for me still
to come
or to be sure that I won't

photo credit Garnet Psaltery

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