The years flow into centuries.
The centuries turn into millennia.
Ancient millennia fill with change.

I’ve wondered what it would be like
to live long ago—in the beginning.
Is there a day before confusion reigned?

I feel certain that other problems
would replace those that I see today.
No utopia can last for long.

My plan for today
is to walk a straight path.
I can find hope in small things.

W. Wayne B.

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