Tranquil evening daylight, shining satinly over desert
plains, gleaming definitions of meaning onto clouds
above.
Screening visions with expectant hope, never looking
away as spiritual guidance slips over me in timid
solace.
Balancing destiny and fate alone, wishing for an ending
of finality at steps of heaven.
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