Patience
Waiting
Time moving slowly
then all at once
The wait is images that grow
losing color at the edges until touched
And clocks can count the minutes
and the hours
but they lie
My spirit recounts movements
of my memories through time
Editing out the center
of the pictures stored away
The moments that I kept
and the thoughts frozen in place
My spirit recounts memories
of movements throughout space
Pacing
Chasing
then passing all at once
Like life is just a dance
that grows like flowers until touched
And clocks can count the minutes
and the hours
but they lie
My memories count movements
of my spirit throughout time
- Justin Carol
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