Between the full moon

And the wakening dawn

There lies a moment

Of calm and clarity

When the hubris

Of existence seems

So far away

And the birdsong

Of early morning

Lights the fire

Of memory

When smells

And sensations

Subdue ordinary

Arrangements

Turn it all

Upside-down

And bring you

Back to who

You used to be

And who you

Have become

So that you

Can plainly see

For one moment

Here, in time,

Where you've been

And who you

Might possibly be...

that's exactly it. the moment that hangs in the balance and the first bird song like a waterfall of possibility

unfortunately for some its too late when they can finally see who they r

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