A Comfort

the sky

is the trinity of Time

that decaying Past

the urgency of Now

and the Future that can never

be possessed

but promises so much

the sky

that has no depth

nor width

just simply vast….

though

no permanent face

a gifted chameleon

and yet familiar

but only when the stars

are out

a silent residue….

our point of reference

a comfort

in the mayhem of life

Paolo Michell

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