the precipice
The blackness of a cloudy summer night
Where that which is known
Remains unseen
The trailhead shown by the flicker of a firefly.
Comforted by a gentle breeze
My cheek is wet with your kiss
Within the mist a message I have been heard before,
"Know me as I Am"
Your presence is clearer when the mist of my mind is gone
"I know you as I am"
a twinkling star
The mist is lifting
I see my north star
I am publishing tis before its ready. enjoy thanks RMS RIP
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