Only by Some
Delicately angled,
my vision's view tangled.
Shuffled scenes dance the tango,
as they play on my mind.
An insisting interference,
distorts what was clear once.
I reach out to the clearance,
and escape into the divine.
This real place,
Is not a rendition.
It will not be seen by most,
only by some.
In a time when stars were born,
from stellar moments that had been torn.
Their fragile movements came undone,
and from fragments of their destruction,
new and different horizons have begun.
This is the wisdom I wanted to send;
from the beginning,
there became an end,
and from the end,
there became a new beginning, ........................my friend.
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