learning to be temporary

how often we fear time;
the bewildering ending
of a reality, a feeling, a moment,
of us.
but were it not for those defiantly crude endings,
what beauty would any moment hold?
how commanding and delicate is time
that it forces us to realise

– Tracey Rimell


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