Space Within Memory

Where is this space?
As it ignited some craving for it.
Seeking what I knew was timeless.

Then it struck me,
that space wasn’t something that I could buy
nor built overnight.

It came to liked it knew me,
waiting for my acceptance.
It startled me up from my point of perception.

Living each day like its a photograph,
snapping the time zone at each scene,
living it to that moment.

Or is it just pure
Memory.

—–

When asked to come up with a concept regarding; space.

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