multiplication of moments

a thought, a silence, an echo
the memories of a future to have been
the memories of a past to be understood

the road diverges and converges
the forks on the path may be dark, untrodden
the mystery that awaits beyond fulfillment

the time is now, a now beyond time
a question of love, intent, desire
the fear that fills the wanton heart

there is a destiny to uncover
there is a loneliness to be shed
there is the courage to persist.

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