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We Sail
...At Twilight...
From
the motherdust
we have risen
wet by dewdrops
perhaps tears
of the almighty
as we travel
through this
moment's
mist
between light
and darkness,
breathing
within us
in a whisper
our
hearts and souls
riding that wind
in midflight
caught
in this current
we call life,
bathed
in it's echoes
as we float
along
throughout
existence
in the crystaline
waters
of this unfolding
creation
flowing in unison
our lives mere
sparks lit
by the
creators wish
within,
beside
those same
clouds of dust
from whence
we've come,
where
we shall return
someday to reside
as friends
within our womb
in the
mother dust
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