who went into my being
like a tiny beautiful star
slowly unfolding in dusk's fading light
but essential to the sky's wholeness
you, the quiet one
slowly filling the sea with silver
fallen from wings of ethereal heralds
into the eye of a truthful heart
slowly growing into my forest
flowering in the tips of the roots.
(for D.)
2 comments:
this one made me cry for some reasons. dearly resonating.
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