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Dreams
I watch the revolutions of the horizon
with an instinctive knowing
that such a thing is an education
in being and growing.
As dawn expands in my heart
and mind, in a design
composed in champaign
and emerges in fully formed art.
In a day scanned by butterfly
wings, over colored petal
things, with an indomitable
will – Integral to a back drop of sky,
Perfectly pristine, baby blue
thing, pulsating behind the
wing shaped mirage where the
butterfly vanished, true -
In a space haze of Heisenberg
uncertainty, certainly
a window to those in the know,
to see where this all will go.
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