Stars in the night sky
Sparkling like little diamonds
Shine to perfection.
Blustery cold days
Like the seasons of nature
Come and go with time.
Standing in the dark
Across the room I see a
beautiful stranger.
Nature reveals us,
Sand held tightly in your hand
slips through your finger.
Loneliness lingers
In the midst of it I realize
sometimes stillness speaks.
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