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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


for all the colors

of the wind.

© 2022 Amy Christie

Photo credit: Pixabay

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