Floating in a
sea of myriad
stars we search
for meaning.
We wait
and watch at
dawn and dusk -
Where shores
of death and life
in twilight dim
ebb slowly back
and forth
and carve their
hope into my
soul that reaches
back to aeons past
to worship with
the ghosts of
hopes and dreams
yet unfulfilled.
Eleanor Clark
24 November, 2013
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