Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Monday, November 30, 2020

Life

 Did I see the sunrise 

in the trees atop the hills

or was it just my wanting

that made my heart stand still?


There are one set of stars

shining down in the night

and one world between us 

giving meaning to this life. 


Could it have been the dreams

that made the moment feel right?

Carved out by the needs of the

heart and soul in flight. 


My body began to quiver

as I knew it to be true,

something came over me

as my thoughts turned to you.


The mixture of want and need

had fallen through a tear, 

as if the magic of love

to my soul spared.


Ending chapters 

no new ones to write,

I feel like I am here

at the end of this life.





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