Hope is dashed
upon the rocks of circumstance
Dreams dissolve
under the light of day
The grit of sand
and new choices remain
Between breaths
of questionable clarity
Solace lies in memories
of Life's gifts and cycles
The pendulum
has swung
And may still
be swinging
But the dizziness of change
pours in now
And all I can do
is breathe
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