I am no stranger

to uncertain skies…

in the light

of a dark moon, every star

is the night’s undoing

~

do not go gentle

yet walk in beauty…

poems that shape me,

etched in stone

with a butterfly’s wing

~

visiting hours

moments of clarity,

moments of despair…

veiled and unveiled by cloud

the moon in dusk-lilac sky

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