No Moon
From fool to sage,
from sage to fool.
no distance.
A twinkling eye.
A dragon for a pet.
Dove-wings
shredding clouds.
A two-edged sword
in a clear mirror.
A bucket full,
of Gods laughter.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2024
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