Wasted Breath

Each day, like ice,
melts away…
I can’t hold or halt them
passing by so lightly:
Leaving me wasted and empty.

Each new day
the same way
fast as change itself,
no headway
nor newness or action,
just breathlessness
just lost air
and slumber.

Oh day
oh day
let me come your way
fill our minds, brimful
cups of noble understandings
I will stride toward you
until we meet.clouds 2007

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