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

Stepping Back

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And I saw her –

Dancing in the silhouette of the music,

Pleasantly smiling

At what’s become her new territory.

She reminded me of me.

I took note:

She was solid.

Firm in solidarity.

Her familiarity with

The atmosphere

Was an indication of my demise;

I know how to lose.

In the wilderness I retrace my tracks,

Rocking side to side

On a hammock that soothes

An aching heart.

Mornings of mist

Are now my comfort.

The honey dew of midnight

Accompany my spirit

Like a lovebird at dawn.

I’ve withdrawn,

Accepting of being overcome

But not succumbed.

I rise in a fog storm

As it transforms pain into

Nostalgia of what once was;

I smile again.

And in remembrance of my own silhouette

I press reset with a genuine touch.

It isn’t my time.

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Author: amoonfull

A lover of arts, tea & nature.

7 thoughts on “Stepping Back

  1. love this poem! love the poetry in everyday life!

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