The swirl and unfurl of the past
follows no pattern, except now.
The future lies less entangled with
meanings than with hope’s dreams.
I hold these multifoliate strands
weaving my patterns on a wind.
(December 26, 1995
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The swirl and unfurl of the past
follows no pattern, except now.
The future lies less entangled with
meanings than with hope’s dreams.
I hold these multifoliate strands
weaving my patterns on a wind.
(December 26, 1995