flashing in the mist
of a beautiful morning sun
that followed the rain
are moments sowed
in seeds of days remembered
as the sun sets again
uncertain if I am closer
or further away
it’s a hollow feeling
heading north with no direction
arrival may not come
until the last day
#workingonadream
#lookinginyourwindow
Read more of prikcab (Ian Perlman) at http://www.lookinginyourwindow.com
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I love this and I truly understand that hollow feeling. This is an amazing piece through and through.
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Thank you so much for the kind words
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Reblogged this on Eugi's Causerie and commented:
Sharing a poem by Ian Perlman. I find it amazingly reflective of feelings during these difficult times –
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Well said!! Thanks for sharing!! I really enjoyed this piece.
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