3:00 a.m.
clandestine meetings
with myself
under a colorless sky.
Can you find clarity
under a crescent moon?
I search in the moonlight
and in the shadows.
Meanwhile, my calling sticks to the soles of my feet
like a shadow hiding in plain sight.
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Poetry for the Soul
PoetryPoetry for positivity, happiness, and growth. Words for those who know what it's like to take risks, create art, stand out from the crowd, have moments of self-doubt, and moments of triumph.
