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“distant Beholder”

When the horizon averts the fusion of emptiness and absence
I start counting the last clouds –all ungathered
as those mass of frozen aches
my blue sky longs to heal.
It sends them away
to something that awaits in the westerly direction
only to paint the colour of billowing bonfires
across the existing cleavage
And this sky- merely a distant beholder
The holder of my universe!
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