i seem
to have
forgotten,
who i was,
but i love
the vision,
from where
i am,
and i remain
anchored
in this present,
by a conscious choice,
the future
be damned,
i couldn’t
care less,
for inspite
of all the heartaches,
and the detailed
preparations,
either ways
a myth
it exists,
but never arrives,
and in all
this confusion,
of what was
is, and won’t be,
i love
the vision,
from where
i am,
and your presence
is
the only
continuity,
that somehow
seems to tie up
all the apparent
loose ends.
© vidursahdev 2020
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