night visions deep flights

dark nights lit thru flickers

flights of flame

refections of flowing

and knowing the change

futures far ahead revealing

brisk touches from today

this moment alive this

moment here,

grasping those finger tip stars

like diamonds, long brilliant

lasting longer

long longed for




-- douglas brent smith


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