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Stepping Stones
I walked the black of night’s sky
On stepping stones made of stars
Splashing pools of stardust
Chasing a dream’s escape
That wanes in distance afar
Leading away from life itself
Away from the moon’s luring whisper
While she dances and glides her arc
Leaving me on an unfamiliar path
Freeing me to the fear of forever
To a dream never imagined, or wished
A dream from which I could never return
Where I must live my waking eternity
Wandering the glowing stones path
Carrying the burden of a truths weight
Never buried deep enough
And in the folly of sleep, allowed to escape
Where do you find such
Where do you find such beautiful words, I wish I had your ability to write like that. This poem is stunning. Sue.
What a gracious comment,
What a gracious comment, thank you Sue. I write for my own pleasure, and when someone with your talent finds that to their liking, it makes it even more worthwhile. Again, thank you.