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just found this old poem of mine: I am the spark which jumps from a summer fire floats through your best moment and disappears in the dark sky. The big rock you sit on when you reach the top of the mountain peek, and the eagle circling overhead. I am the dust and dirt along the path, the pebbles and the stream, the rivulets and tributaries carrying the fallen leaves out to the sea of dreams. I am the smoky clouds embracing the horizon, the intangible hues of blue and orange and violet receding with the sun. I am the thought before the thinking, the space before the time. I am here to help you have a taste of love.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 09:03:25 +0000

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