find her hiding amongst the river reeds
laying wait for the fireflies to light up the night sky
only the tepid water and creeping fog keep her
waylayed heart at bay.
I find inspiration in every waking moment - I have a passion for life. As the world continues to rotate, I am reminded that we are a small peice of a celestial movement. It all comes back to the moment - a frozen instant of pure delight, sheer momentum or something that brings a sliver of gold along the horizon of life.
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