Juncture
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rsubberI am a poet, a writer, a thinker
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Juncture

by rsubber

Mingled mist, mind. Loosed vision, an impulse of the eye

strains to see the lifting dawn,

the shimmering dance of sunrise.

Surrounding sound peals the senses,

I whirl and stretch to the horizon, a stroke in air, the great broad sky beyond my reach, I dip one toe and the ocean swallows me entire.

Undeniable, ineffable world outside my world.

More at http://richardsubber.com/

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You didn't write this for me you painted it. It was sublimely beautiful. Great job!!!