of witnesses

 

Waves of fresh wind dance,

stirring thought,

Sunlight strikes, and skies shift,

darkened and undone.

 

The canopy of words ripples,

foliage alive, in rhythmic undulation.

Cloud cover whispers,

lifting the finite chest, as stars drift,

witnessing mutely

our fleeting moments.

 

Each breath kisses the horizon,

soft and lingering, blending

thought and memory

in a seamless weave.

 

We watch as our

thoughts glide along, a melody

woven in crystal water streams.

 

 



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