time stops for no one
from buried stone
to floating feather
get in line
we fall together

the creative mind rebels
when all is subjective
from every perspective
we choose to decline
to decline

see the panacea
be the continuum
the phenomenon of seasonal change
changes
depending upon where you are

what was once
becomes another
including no more
that freshly blooming beauty
is most likely to disappear
than return to the fore

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