A pleasing thought
of you
teases
reminding of this lost
thrill
still
perched in the soul.
Only silence
knows how to be a shadow
in this graciousness
of days.
I balance
in bountiful splendour
‘neath clear blue skies
and beloved water flow
Reminded of
what was
reaping wisdom from pain
aware
of nearing worlds
in other kaleidoscopic spectrums
whilst subsumed in
Earth’s gentle unfolding.
~*~
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