the little lights of twilight
just here, just now
and you'll see them because i'll take you there
puddles and pools and the dirt trail put you
up to the top with the vines growing around old
brick structures holding the soil and
plants and trees, people too aloft above
the
creek winding below you. but there's a clearing
and a fresh breath that you haven't had
in years. and. you with patience follow
the curve of a branch to finally glimpse it upward
the night cool as forever and hanging like chandeliers in the fog of eternity
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