the cascade of time
tends to slow before waking;
a sublime world fades

remember moments
that are filled with bliss for when
life throws a curveball

the heights and the depths
always meet serenely
in a sublime haze

Posted in response for Eugenia’s Weekly Prompt, Sublime.

Eugenia chose the image from gene1970 at Pixabay.

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