Camel Country

By Bevie

Grandeur Dawn

I do not know
the day
of the week
or the hour
of the day.
I do not know
the measure
of time
or the rate
at which it flows
past me.
I cannot understand
the weight
of a moment
or the duration
of a year.
All I know,
all I can comprehend
of the mathematics
of a life,
are the times
your hand
is inside my hand,
and the times
it is
not.

~Tyler Knott Gregson

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