untethered commencement great bodies in motion
reversal of orbit reversal of fortune
are we not all fortune’s fools
only those who heed the calendar too intently
best look beyond the numbers
the grids that confine and present them
follow the forces beneath the physics
undercurrents of time
primal patterns traced with starlight
charting the constellations we become mystics
memory speaks to our children’s children
who recall not our names but our deeds
echoes of which are heard today
yet the confusion continues
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I love the rhythm in this one
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Thanks so much.
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say again, how come our names commence with a “J”?
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Random alphabetical coincidence, or perhaps destiny.
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Confusion only if we think
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Thanks – I think you’re right.
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