So near, so far
picture this
ancient past
present memory
talk in riddles
I understand
Poignant,
spilling forth from
late night reverie.
So you, so me
unfolding mystery
of light to dark
sun surrenders
to moon and stars
keeps the triumph
in between
of whispers from eternity
Such simplicity
if we open our eyes
and allow
life’s turning circles.
~*~
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