Under branches reaching
for light of stars
and solitary moons
and wanderers across the sky…

I am here–
another tale unfolding,
a flower held in both our hands
to an unexpected bloom…
The light of all these skies
between our eyes…
Never fear–
I am here.

Seek me,
seeking you–
in campfire shadows…             
in corners of your heart
but unexplored…
In imagination’s sparkle
just beyond the circle
of its light, am I, waiting
for your call
your coaxing tones
and love
and ears to know
what I would teach
that no other being knows…
Softly, softly,
are we.

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