Propinquity
The moment
I let go
As the finger rolls
Off the ledge
I know that I am close
As the wind holds me up
From the danger below
A new year ahead
And one left behind
What will come in the moment
Of life
To be close
But forgotten
The stroke of midnight
In the city that never sleeps
As the sun fades on the final
Day
Of 2024
I rejoice quietly
With ebullition
But subtlety
Resilient
For in the night
Comes another day
Another chance
To say
I can do
Better
Today is the day
That the light
Takes up a new meaning
To be the full
Version
Of light
That can help
Bring
Us to the hope
Of another year
So I hold on to the thought
Of what is to come
On this day
And those that follow
The day
Sets easy with
Heavy fog
On the lake
Freshwater damp
Air rings out
In the pale light
As the moments roll by
So to hear the carols
Ringing in the distance
As we bless the world
Around
Us
When the world
Hits the drop
On point
In the moment
Of distress
To hold up the moments
That hold us down
Making up the words
That we so long to hear
To be here today
And gone tomorrow
There was once a man
Who could only believe
What he heard
He had no ability to think
He could only act
On the words in his ear
This fickle man
Had no spine or hope
To be a powerful foe
To the darkness
Of the days ahead
Whose spirit is that
Of nothing to bright
Nor to low
For the melancholy foe
Stands on his hind feet
Waiting for the moment
Of in between light and dark
The feeling emits the
Fear yet the hope
We all know and love
The thick leather bound
Wallet
That was stolen
By the criminals in Paris
Withered desperate souls
Sits next to my hand
Upon arrival back
Somehow
I have pity for those silly fools
Who steal for a living
They have no meaning on this planet
They just take
And justify their deeds with needs
Of silliness
Rather have no heart
For these silly fools
The wallet tells the story
Everyday I see it
The sky
Above us
And the ground below
Beyond the clouds
Where the airplanes
Go
The blue
Is perpetual
As the sun comes in
Day after day
Taking every moment
To say
I see the blue
Beyond the vail
Of the clouds that scatter
The light
From the ground
The plush North Carolina summer
Field the breeze
Over my sweaty face
The rise of the humid air
As the day begins to ease
Into the evening hours
In the waining sun
Over the beautiful
North Carolina
Run
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