Eternity

Empty vistas

Midnight hued in their solitude

A forgotten lonely impulse

Stretching to the horizon line

Where the crows dance on the thermals

Wheeling out of balance

A daredevil flight towards the ground

We make landfall

Tiny impressions on a great earth

Invisible creatures

Puffed up on our own importance

Until we shed that skin

Leaving it behind us

On the desert floor

We become filled

With a new spirit

A wellspring returning

To our arid hearts

Setting us to restore a beauty

Once held so closely within

And this empty spaces

Hold their unique magic

Brutal and beautiful

Entwined to make a desert

Where only the strongest hearts

Will find a path

To survival ~ Caroline A. Slee

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