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Vignette faded street lights
Strive to illuminate the
Midnight blue parking lot as
Soup like fog gently covers us.
Silence reigns as leaves
Gently blow in the midnight autumn air
Subtle whispers, allow for other’s
Shining spotlights to take center stage.
Whether it be Mother Nature’s nocturnals or
Distance travelers tryna get to their
Next destination, I sit back,
Basking in Her existence
Overflowing with joy yet humbled
By the multitude of blessings
Showered upon me,
I am at peace with myself
As I’m shown visions of my path
Revealed to me as intended.
In due time.
Excitedly I spill the beans with closest hearts.
It’s been said in visualization of blessings,
Speak on it to bring it to fruition.
I wanna shout it to the world
The blessings God’s bestowed upon me,
Yet hesitantly I speak.
How or why should this be?
Second thoughts barely bridle
Contained excitement.
10/22 LP45
