London Poem: Day 108

3 December

Life moves as it will,
And with a little luck
It will move for you.
But, it is without promises
When one does their best dreaming.
Large designs unfold and live
Faithfully in growing hope.
Nothing lives larger than
It does in the mind.
Images grow distorted by fancies,
It will never exist as it is
Before it ever does
Because it lives in thought,
Evolving to fit the widening
Need to have this dream fulfilled.
The world cannot keep up.
The mind cannot keep up.
Watch it, as life flows
Into it as quickly
As it flows out.
It is the heave and
Upheaval of reality.

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