dusk
on a quiet road heading home
a blue sky and rose colored clouds
stretching across the horizon,
wait, then, a full moon hovering
just above, then dropping into the
clouds like a droplet falling into a
vast lake, joining in some cosmic
dance of sun and clouds, winds and
rains, snow and a full moon, we may
be the only ones who watched this
play as we traveled down this lonely
read heading home.
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