The Poetry of the Image - imagesofthejourney-com


In the morning of our day
a mist shrouds our sight

In the heat of day
often in seeing too far
find we can not bear
the knowing or being known

In the dusk of our day
we consume the long looking back
and yearn for the mist of the morning
to ease our pain

In the night of our day
we wonder at the stars

©David Cale

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