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Jun 2014
Evening comes
father sun drops toward the edge of the world
fire leaving the skies
heat fades as light withdraws
it's grace from the face of the mind

Darkness spreads it's cooling tendrils
bathing the earth in gentleness
hiding the faults of life
in compassionate shadow
those that fear embrace
scurry for shelter

The stars wake up
i stand in the darkness
watching the world cool
home is not here

moonlight shines on the oceans surface
the vision is beautiful
the reflection of stars ripple with each wave
mother moon is alive
the heavens seem almost within reach
i stretch for them, as i have many times
as always i gain nothing
there is a lesson here.
Tomas Denson
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