RE-INVENTOR

Another stage has passed.
I don't know where from here.
It's now a murky glass -
not a crystal sphere.
Days march on the same.
Autumn is a pause.
I know it's gonna rain.
I just don't know the cause.

There's a kernel here - silent - in the Center.
It holds the purpose - clear. It is the Re-inventor.
Like a leaf on wind - an old discarded coat -
Yesterday ascends. Today can only float.
Yet - the Tide of Living, bears us on someway -
taking-in and giving - it builds another Day.

I feel the passing self-
fading to the last.
Sitting on the shelf,
I know it all will pass.
Truth will still remain-
the seed that lies at Center,
emerging after rain -
Eternal Re-inventor.

There's a kernel here - silent - in the Center.
It holds the purpose - clear. It is the Re-inventor.
Like a leaf on wind - an old discarded coat -
Yesterday ascends. Today can only float.
Yet- the Tide of Living, bears us on someway -
taking-in and giving - to build another Day.

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