In dreams, I watch the playback of life's key stages:
From fiery youth to the curious quell of age;
From quirky, carnivalesque scenes to the dark heart
Of solemn ceremonies; from cold solitude
To wild wanderings into unknown realms; from stark
Reminders of mortality to joy's newness.
From the weight of wisdom and knowledge's suffering
To inner stillness and the soul's flame rekindling;
From art's magic and poetry's vitality;
To the innocent dance of trivialities;
From autumn's sadness and winter's frozen warnings;
To spring and summer's sweet, melodious singing;
From microcosmic Edens to their eerie Falls;
I see it all clearly and remember it all.
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