Winter

I saw a black blue sky;
one like I’d never seen before,
with reflections of all
the thoughts
I had ever known;
sheltered and shaded
by fast and fleeting
glimpses
of now and then.
I know there is
no past
just as there is
no future.
And there’s the thing
that binds.
It keeps me taut
with unrealized dreams
of all I could have
ever been
or all I could hope to live for
and know.

© 2015 Stephen Boothe

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