Ethereal
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Ethereal, wispy, will o' the wisp fare
Alights from a whisper, a sigh in the air
Fleeting, sly, vague and cunning, just out for each
A lingering mist wafting into the breech.
Invisible tendrils so sneaky and smart,
Enchanting the senses, igniting the heart.
It's so surreal and illusive in play
It tricks you into succumbing to its sway.
With every breath, seeping in, it weaves a spell,
In the vacant spaces where our vain hopes dwell.
Painting mirage of hope when door left ajar,
The ethereal becomes a guiding star.
The pervasive milieu of ether's vapor
Makes the vague wisp of ethereal real.
Copyright © John Anderson | Year Posted 2023
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