This Side of Yesterday

There is a place
just this side of yesterday,
but not quite tomorrow,
where time runs still as silence
and voices still as time,
in which we cannot stray
from the hidden shadowed whisper
of what we know is truth
beneath a pall of desire.

Waters do not ripple
and leaves are never stirred
by breaths of errant winds,
and standing in that place
the center is seen as the whole,
and the one can only be
the all.

© Harley

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