Jan 2019
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Dust hangs in the still air,
caught by a shaft of light,
shiny sprinkles float serene,
in space a string-less kite.
A particle catches the eye,
playing tai-chi within a ray,
the stationary free dance
of a mote at indulgent play.
© Pagan Paul (25/12/18)
Dust hangs in the still air,
caught by a shaft of light,
shiny sprinkles float serene,
in space a string-less kite.
A particle catches the eye,
playing tai-chi within a ray,
the stationary free dance
of a mote at indulgent play.
© Pagan Paul (25/12/18)
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(Bristol, England)
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