Into the Past

Can you know me in a glimpse

can you see me

Here?

i am but a wanderer

i know no place that’s clear.

Gazing through Time’s open door

pausing in my

line

mystery’s peek i hold in view

all of this is now mine.

Capture quick and marvel deep

fleeting breath that’s

Stilled

steps may never bring me back

i am rich and FULL filled.

Paula Antonello, Prose. Copyright: Thursday, August 15, 2019.

Image: Into the Past, by P. Antonello.

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