Admiring the Light


There is a buoyancy that shines.

Perhaps, only in the passing by of the open windows in my mind.

A well-worn path decorated by last year’s foliage.

Patches of new-born ferns fanning the mild air.

But when I turn to admire the light?

It is no longer there.

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