Then one day, just like that
and seemingly out of order,
a gust of pixie dust blows your Universe
open ― a space at a sacred place
in your heart, in your mind
conjure old new wor[l]ds
from the solace of nowhere ―
a promise, in now here.
(just like that)
In a brave instant.
perfect
ReplyDeleteSuch a mystical word, I would say. :-)
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