Micro-Poetry #6



As the sun sets and the sky darkens –

Give a breath,

Relieve your soul;

Fend off the dark.

For when morning comes:

The sun shall rise

& all will be bright again.



Wallowing stargazers

Seeking freedom in the sky;

Seeking bliss among solitude,

Among isolation

Tasting the freshness of the darkened air.




Of the mind,

Of the spirit,

Of the soul.

Freedom of three,

Is freedom to be.

Freedom of the mind

Is freedom to see.

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