What is now is the same as then
What is now is the same as then
The centuries do not change
The hair falls down, the sun dazzles
Music and smiles mingle with the chill
Incense in plum and strawberry breathes
With the red and yellow and white
My heart is no different. No different
Than yours, or theirs. We like the steam
Rising to our faces
We are hungry, we are loving
We are looking. Peace does not lie down
Inside of us to hide always
It is in our hands to shape, as the soil
Rubs to our fingers, and the green stem
Pushes into the morning sun
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