Poem Reflecting on the Passing of Days

Marc Latham’s latest Folding Mirror poem reflects on days, and their part in our lives; and the night part of days. Here it is:
Night is a Part of Day
Waking into a slept mind
makes everything feel fresh.
Called a new day,
but in reality,
there is no fold,
beginning or end…
remembering, reflecting
… life and death
happen all the time,
in the world,
it is the cycle.
Each experience is personal,
rest makes them into memories.
Marc Latham’s central site is the Greenygrey (http://www.greenygrey.co.uk)
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