darkness falling, feather light
words shaping, unknown fright
simple business, see the way
stars and oceans to a better day
infinite sorrow defines my dream
return to fragile with a quiet scream
inner beauty, beyond the core
gentle touch, I ask for more
eternal fire consumes the sky
quenched by tears, but never cry
hold forever, with love and pain
soon washed away, by silent rain
From – Alternate Visions
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Copyright 2000
Patrick M. O’Neil
Full image: On the Devil’s Bathtub Trail, John Muir Wilderness, Sierra National Forest, Camping at Lake Thomas Edison in 2009
