Mysteries of Life
Crepe myrtles and bougainvillea blooming in the heat.
Soaking in the rays, like a sun bronzed goddess.
Awaiting to turn a new leaf.
Waiting for the retreat of souls dancing in a spiral constellation.
A northern constellation; Canes Venatici.
A galaxy twenty million light years away.
Away from this place we call Earth, as we unearth the mysteries.
The rest is history….
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