Twilight
Sounds of thoughts
Images like holographs
Memories flourish
Faces, feelings
Fade into longing
Regretting, forgetting
Go to the window
Look to the heavens
Sun, moon, fixed stars
Rise and set, wax and wane
And you—here
Only a moment in millennia
Go to your door
Step over the threshold
Hear leaves rustling in the wind
See birds on the wing
Still—longing to stay
But it is twilight.
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