You and me
And a hundred pulsing lights.
Radiant.
From the time before
Remembering.
The newborn sun
Become Again.
The light of stars reflected in an ocean.
The light of stars reflected in a lover’s eyes.
Raised looking upward.
Where does the sky end?
and
Where do I begin?
This is a space where I have a mid life crisis, write about my creative journey, and talk about songwriting and share bits of terrible poetry.
Become Again.
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