time stumbles
over this
and trips up
on our
from two to one
from you and I to us
ripples eddy forth
as we forge
our lives together
all at once brand new
yet here since bygone times
as old as this landscape
sprinkled with sheep
but fresh and lively
as the first winter lambs
time is pushed back
by our paradox
we exist in a bubble
of days of boundless hours
able to speculate
on the serendipity
of the discovery
of these missing parts
which make us whole


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