Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, September 06, 2020

Life

 



Outside my bedroom window

the night moon visits me, 

shining down from the heavens

it can be so seen so brightly. 


The world is so much smaller

as it suddenly occurs to me, 

the very same moon beams 

are shining down on you. 


I find a certain amount of comfort

as I gaze at the passing night, 

knowing our souls collided 

in this timing we call life. 





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