Dust in the Wind

Like the fated waves of the sea
We are destined to break within the grasp of time
Like the gracious green of new leaves
We wrinkle and fade in the eyes of renewed life
Be like a dream, my friend
Creative and unmasked
Drifting within the breeze of spontaneity
Set flame to the trap of the past
Transcend the future with the now
Strive to be out of your mind
For they who swim in their thoughts
Drown in the waters of a mental demise
One fact wears the crown of the deepest of truths:
“You don’t have as long as you think you do”
One moment we feel the scent of the sweetest rose
The next, inevitably, unto dust we return

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