Hello world. The following was written in the 1990's.

Through all the time you're standing here.

People are moving to get somewhere.

You watch a stream of dying dreams.

One right after another.

You stand and stare while they move somewhere.

Most just out of reach.

You seem to move forward.

But you keep stepping back.

Tow in a line that keeps going slack.

Start to move in that direction.

Without a thought to past reflection.

Stop and look for the mirror reflects.

That the path you took…

Is just the mirrors reflection.

Sabrina Reyenga

Blessings on your journeys my brothers. Hugs and love. You are loved. I love you.