Steps in time
Another year stretches out before us
Like a quiver on a lake’s surface
Memory drifts behind graying out
Existence is the mistake
That agreement between the Word
And Light pouring in
Disaster needed
Time to invent memory
Drifting outward from
an imagined centre
All that we are
All we became
from that moment onward
Travelling back
Searching for the truth
What is the truth?
Is it what we live for?
Or what we leave behind?
As the hot mess coalesced
into a thousand millions stars
each one explodes into music
strings on the vines of poetry
Visions that matter
Vibrations of a string
Pulses form waves
Ebbing and approaching
Forgetting: the residues of Never forming
we step out of our bodies
into the magnetic rotation
and Time slows
up
3 January 2026
6:45am