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P a t t e r n

When she woke up that morning
There was a new world waiting
Patterns of flight spreading faraway into
Tomorrow's dreaming skies,
E v e r y t h i n g that you ever were
Always are and ever will be
Lives like a light, like the brightest sun shining
Inside my soul to help create all the worlds
All the words would write themselves into one
Universes being born deep within his seas of night ,
When he woke up that morning
There was a new world waiting . . .




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Written on 2015-11-14 at 01:47

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Nancy Sikora
I like the optimism in this, the infinite possibilities of a new day. Particularly because the nights can be so dark.
2015-11-14