As wraiths of mist arise from a pond
As smoke at leisure settles our valley
As sun mounts the rim of our
small mountain world…

So also forms
In the flesh of my mind
a wreath of thought…

I wake, and it is you,
You there beside me.tumblr_kz6gufaXv41qao4gno1_1280

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