
Photo: Inbar Asif
How does time spiral on itself
Even as it unfolds to expand
Outwards?
How do the faces that your mind recalls
Rekindle scenes that take you
Backwards?
And how do those refill your hand
With all of what you’re working
Towards?
Maybe it is all as it should
As long as tender hearts reflect their kindness
Onwards.
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