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"Who could be so lucky? Who comes to a lake for water and sees the reflection of the moon." Rumi

In my space

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This path here, yea it gets lonely.

But I sit almost patiently as

The Atlantic wind slowly makes its way,

Brushing away any melancholy.

An ant tribe diligently moves across

To the other side of the trail.

Creepy crawlers navigate through terrain,

Hiding under leaves as foreign disturbance approaches.

They’re just foots steps –

Steps of those who come and go.

Mud begins to form as

The Heavens cleanse the Earth.

And I’m still here,

Pensive but serene –

Very pensive…

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Author: amoonfull

A lover of arts, tea & nature.

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