I Am Not Hidden Nor Alone
I Am Not Hidden, Nor Alone
I walked into a mist of dew
Spears of blossoms jutting
Through the cloud carpet,
Colorless in pre-dawn eerie hours,
Soundless save the murmur of unseen life.
My shoes shuddered a tone of alertness,
Conscious was I of eyes upon my shadow-like shape,
As I, too, awake, aware,
Entered into their watchful world
Where even here, there abides electric air.
I am not hidden, nor alone.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2016
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