04-01-2025, 03:03 PM
I miss those foolish days
of deciphering the digitalis,
synchronicity in mystic mornings
and meaningful coincidences.
Sunrise is still an upturned jewel,
distant galaxies still astound.
Yet a magic was lost
when science explained it all
so eloquently.
of deciphering the digitalis,
synchronicity in mystic mornings
and meaningful coincidences.
Sunrise is still an upturned jewel,
distant galaxies still astound.
Yet a magic was lost
when science explained it all
so eloquently.
