moon encrusted evening, walking among the fields
of daisies, birds circling in air, like thoughts
running through

veins,
fare and,
attention
made
bare

I dream of other lands, while grounded in the past,
and wish upon the birds, their beauty, at
times

misunderstood…

slowly, I crane toward the sky, their look is a
glimpse of magnificence, we all
should

take into
account, and
be proud of the beauty
throughout

the moments given, each one is sacred, bestowed
upon us with a love that is
thrilling
and

delightful, just like the pink hues look, as they
swallow my past, and take me towards
the present moment

at
last
it is
a stark
contrast…

In response to the WDYS #116 Prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.

Image credit; LuizClas@ Pexels

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