somewhere
between obfuscation and epiphany
Joy
and disappointment
THERE
IS
LIFE
intemperate
volatile
ambiguous
deconstructed daily
by banal inane details of existence
work
responsibilities
worries
but then....
A
SPARK
(a lovers quarrel)
between the sun, the moon, and the stars
velvety
shades
of falling night
melded and mingled with indigo blue/black
I
breath
in
the cool night air
I AM ALIVE
in the peaceful quietude
OF EVERYTHING
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