week has wandered

While we sat and talked
Existing past times came back
Even as we stared in suprise
Keeping calm in mind and movement
Heavy lidded eyes take over
Awake but still kind of dreaming
Shiny dots in the sky a backdrop
Wispy clouds rolling past the moon
Across the dark and far into
Nothingness where we all originate from
Deep in these woods a wind is growing
Easing into the whirling midnight
Roaming light beams crawl across
Each of our faces
Drinking in this life we are creating

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a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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