I never know when
it is,
but I do,
vaguely,
comprehend
where.
Plans are long interred,
to be celebrated,
perhaps,
in requiem,
after this time
of now.
It is to contemplate:
it is to meditate:
it is to await,
without imagining,
tomorrow.
- The Ancient Hippie
- Retired from 10 years in the Canadian Navy, and 28 years in the Canadian Diplomatic Service, with postings in Beijing, Mexico City, Sri Lanka, Romania, Abu Dhabi, Guyana, Ireland, Trinidad, and, last but not least, India.
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