Ode To Michael Parks
Only a few
make a pact
with the wind
Only a few
know the joy
there within
Free of the shadow
that follows
and stalks
Escaping
tomorrow
in moments recaught
Horizons lie waiting
as pilgrims
embark
Voices like magnets
pull light
from the dark
Only a few
hear the music
on high
Through handlebar
portals
— embraced by the sky
(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)
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