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a place of honor, life, light, love, magic, still, truth, understanding
where now
this place
of wandering
paths already worn
where clouds
are falling –
stardust paints the ground
leaves
ten thousand colors
swirling white against the sun
dancing fire –
reflection of
the soul
fingerprints
are scattered here
evidence of truth –
where memories of dawn
return to dream
. . .
Photo: Morning in Beech Grove, one day in October 2017.
Another fine one, Bobbie.
Love embracing your gems!
Marvelous 🙂