Growth

We have spent most of our lives

Lying low, secluded,

And holed up in ourselves,

But there were quiet moments

That would engender

A profound sense of attachment

Even though for a little while,

The moments for which,

In spite of ourselves,

We would always keep

The doors open

And earnestly make room for;

We watch the years go by,

But we still find ourselves here,

Consistent in our anguish,

A lot more cloistered than before,

But those exquisite moments

Do not show up anymoreβ€”

The world grows around you

Excessively and furiously,

Especially when you don’t!

Β©Aaysid

“Most everything you think you know about me is nothing more than memories.”

Haruki Murakami

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      1. I’m still around, just battling writer’s block (as always). Trying to get back into the swing of things and catch up on reading my favorite bloggers. It’s always such a joy to read your poetry and it’s inspiring to me. I hope springtime is treating you well! πŸ™‚

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      2. Oh, good to know that you are hanging around and persevering through the writer’s block. I am sure you’ll come out of it soon, Mike. Thank you so much for your kind words. I am doing good, apart from dealing with the spring allergies. πŸ˜… Thank you. 😊

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