Heavy Autumn sky cover
mirroring an internal gloom
I own this fight; this darkness
the trail is mine alone
Woodpecker’s drumming
fails to distract; I am submersed
Till sunlight pierces the veil
an unmistakeable allure
Gratitude, I am reminded,
always at the ready.
(Image my own)
Lovely.
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Amazing poem, VJ.
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Thanks Jeff
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Lovely!
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Thanks
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Thanks sharing your poem..
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Sunlight does that for me, too.
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A lovely reflective poem. Very relatable.
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Thanks Heather!
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So beautiful
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Thanks Sadje
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Youβre most welcome
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