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Unleash the tangle of pain; let it wash down the spout with the rain.

Drip, drip, drip to a smooth shape of mud; carpet the edges with tiny rocks gathered from times of love.

Sun rays shine through crystals dancing with spots upon walls.

Bees gather to buzz at the screen, perhaps in answer to calls.

Time seems to be suspended, as I climb the mountainside; once upon the peak will I be ready to take the ride?

Who knew one hike through woods to view a lake, would be the very last hike that I may ever take?

Searching ever so fervently for something to replace; Memories that sting and burn as I miss your lovely face.

How much I have squandered over worry; and for what?

Another treasured moment now lost to a door forever shut.

Cindy J. Buechler
Cindy J. Buechlerhttps://creativejeanblossoming.wordpress.com/
My Poetry, Photography, and Journals hold treasure from grade school to high school to adult school, which I'm still attending ... just waiting for the final grade. Each layer of life reveals a new truth and with age, it becomes apparent that time is my greatest rival. My hope is to reflect with words and pictures that offer comfort, insight, and wisdom for a life well-lived with peace and tranquility in the end.

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