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Far out on the bay,
cloud and water mix
in a weighted sadness
way past the reach 
of where my words can go
and yet finds reflection
in your eyes the same
as that which often carries
a sorrow to tint the light
of a setting sun.

It is the look that comes upon
a soul ensconced 
within the walls
of its familiar abode, forever
compelled towards a window 
to cast a longing gaze
into a distant nowhere
as if there
was its home.

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Lin Lane

Date: 2/25/2024 8:22:00 AM

This is melancholy and makes me think of watching the sun fade, and thinking how it mirrors life... sometimes.

Paul Willason
Date: 2/26/2024 8:25:00 PM

Your comments carry the same mood...sad but there is a strange sweetness to that experience. Thankyou Lin for reading and greeting it with yr comments.