effortlessly soaring into abandoned flight,
yesterdays’ pain surrenders,,
drawn gently by,
departing moments’ caressing ebb and dreamy flow,
seeking only sanctuary,
to finally rest,
where wild grasses grow …
Tag Archive: Seeing
raindrops,
like celestial nectar,
drench my winter coat.
i stagger,
wounded,
half-blind,
though no longer filled with dread,
for i walk on,
unsure,
oh yes, most certainly so,
yet filled with murmuring promises,
as i welcome the myriad paths that lie ahead …
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