Puddled Time

looking in your window

time continues to pass, endlessly

each minute the same only in length

like droplets of rain that create puddles

you can’t touch the same one twice

puddles gather to a mirror

look into it and see yourself

revealed is you, only in this instant

the puddle will dry never returning the same

your image reflecting in the next will be different

be in each moment

it only comes once

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