"the trip..." -
travelling through state,
invisible to the temporal,
seeing tomorrow unfold today,
knowing it quietly,
because You show me.
they whisper in secret,
they express alone,
they crave quietly,
they live the drone.
and still I watch them,
as they function in their perception,
not seeing it past their eyes,
trapped in human skins.
they awe at the common,
they race to extract good time,
they follow the seasons and the days,
the sun and moon their guide.
and still I watch them,
managed by their limits,
controlled by dark and light,
clocking their existence.
so I will keep travelling,
watching tomorrow unfold today,
knowing it quietly,
as You smile at me,
because You showed me.
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