Saturday, August 2, 2025

Swirls of Light

 And on this day

somewhere far away

I found the one

I wished would stay

This place translucent

We need an interpreter

Can't understand

I held it in the palm of my hand

And palm trees were swaying 

all over the place

for the hurricane had arrived

leaving nothing behind

but its trace

the sand swept shore

and nevermore

and the floral chair

and the rainbow I once saw

and the compass in my pocket

directing the way

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