Poetry – The First Time

The First Time


This is always the first time for anything.

It is unique.

It is all the first time.

There is no precedence.


Each moment is the only time it has ever


Something quite divine.

You do not need evidence.


We exist in this infinite system.

Nothing repeats

In this endless rhyme

To be viewed with reverence.


Opher – 12.9.2020

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