Between...9 Poem by DM W

Between...9



Between smears of starlight and wounded earth,
Lies the dove-like ocean of teeming dreams.
Between the price of things and their true worth,
Lie the wise, ancient ones, who can perceive,
The difference between what is real and
What is fake. Between the land and the sky,
Lies a green flow that few can understand;
Which Nature poets attempt to describe.
Between the concept and its creation,
Lies a life time's dedicated labour.
Between cold reason and warm sensation,
Lies a force that connects all together.
And between you and me, lie endless seas,
Of possibilities; that set us free.

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