Deep Truth

Calm night, crickets chirp, 

melodic fan spinning round

dog rests against back.

But for hint of memory, 

flicker on edge of thought,

elusive it stays

Over the edge

Beginning again and again

Lost in repetitive resonance 

Reality twinkles once and done?!?

Alas, all is and was and wasn’t at once.

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