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At the end of today

At the end of this road

In the middle of a forest

With fluffy white clouds

Segmented by interwoven branches

Waving overhead in the gusty wind

Blurring the lines

Blurring the vision

Eyes squinting

In desperate attempt to create

Sense out of chaos

Comfort out of quiet

Peace with the loneliness

Instead of flailing in discontent

Stirring waves that threaten

To drown the composure

Flood the dreams

And wash hope away like a

Ketchup stain on a favorite white shirt

A tiny beam of light

Streaming in from the unknown

Offering exposure

Offering connection

Expecting nothing less than acceptance

Still looking up

In the midnight of forever

At a crossroad



Author: angelkiss134us

I wear many hats, but the common thread that runs through all of them is that I am a writer. I love all forms of art and creativity. I am always open to learning and finding new ways to appreciate the unique qualities and gifts the world has to offer. © Copyright 2012 by Donna Jaye Dotson. All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information or retrieval system, without written permission from the author.

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