And there I stood
upon the plains of the sun
and the only light I saw
was Her
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Fallen Leaves
PoetryFrom time to time I dabble in poetry. Nothing too long or too complex, just little thoughts and passing impressions. Like autumnal leaves, they drift about my mind. Here are a few that have settled to the ground.
Incandescent
And there I stood
upon the plains of the sun
and the only light I saw
was Her
