No more reflecting on the past or dreaming a future cast.
Focused on the present, only this second
No longer do I fret
The future remains unmet.
I died, I rose, an unconscionable litany of times.
Memoires murky or marred.
Some visions, my dreams, are better than anything seen.
The he remains superior to the she who remains unheard.
And the universe, UNLEARNED.