Abstract

My mind’s
Is travelling
Through hazy
Icecaps…
My higher self
Bequeaths a
A metaphor to live
Life…
Words form
The poetry
Of music ….
Letters become
Shadows of eclipses…
Time is an artist’s brush,
Now gently finished
To an abstract art…

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