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Inside the Light of Morning Dew

In dreams or still awake

I see the path unfolding

your hand beckons and waves,

I try to follow

and I fall. 


Where is the bridge I saw

seconds ago

or years

have you burnt all the hope

are ashes crippling

morning dew?


Let stars belong to you,

shine faith

above your loss,

I reach to heart

you can’t forget

how your voice met my soul

how we knew we could always be

at peace, in love

ready

for all the colors

of the wind.

© 2022 Amy Christie

Photo credit: Pixabay

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