The sun has set.
All night long
Our thoughts
Flourish with inner visions.
Even with the break of dawn
A hint of darkness remains,
Yet, we shall awaken
Still lost in misty dreams
That boldly touch our past.
There will be other days
Other dreams
Other visions
That leave us
At morning's first light.
Our inner visions flee
Reminding us
That we come
To each new day
Unready for the song.
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