That midnight call
erased the dream -
no more delusions,
I'm pilgrim.
Cautious steps,
follow your way,
inhale the air
you breathe every day.
What secret knowledge
you own in this life -
its subtle allure
impales as a knife.
Charmed, I'm drifting
in a cove of hope,
aligning my forms
with life shifting scope.
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wow great artwork with the pic, and nice different direction too, one must shift or get stuck.
ReplyDeleteYes, shifting...but not always easy...Thanks, Pat for stopping by
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