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August 26, 2011

orchestra of crickets

sounds of the coming of night

sky clear as dark glass

stars blaze

burnt orange moon, eastern horizon

descent of the sun, rainbow remnants

cool air envelopes

 

i don’t know where we came from or why we are here, but in these moments i catch a glimpse of the answer.

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