efflorescence brightly illumines all
I walk in a tunnel of love
a straight path with pinpoint of light ahead
around me strange shadows
made by that distant light
falling on the familiar.
falling, falling, still
mind displays its essence
I watch the shadowed thoughts appear
I am not distant, nor am I here
a pinpoint of light
leaving no shadows
shining everywhere.
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