#NaPoWriMo Challenge: Write a poem that states the things you know.
The ground beneath my feet is really layers
and layers of time.
Stepping softly won’t slow my growing old.
Walking in circles only makes me dizzy.
I know I need to embrace this journey.
The sun doesn’t choose whose eyes to shine in -
I am here as witness to each glimmer.
Your spring hydrates my crisp summer leaves.
When I heard your heartbeat I cried, knowing
The flood was on the way - and I knew how to swim.
I had thought I knew what love was,
I had thought I knew,
But love is like time,
beneath my feet,
with each step,
I grow wiser.
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