…amongst an ever-changing breeze

I sit silently- to watch the dawn sneak

over a blank mountainous horizon

then slip down betwixt valleys, spilling its colors

that leach onto rolling waves, the water carries

only to be left before me as reminders

of my pervading thoughts…of you


Poet of the Light © 2018


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