drift on languid afternoon
past mountains standing fast
as day folds away
how often i have wished
to follow a simple path
where night begins to fall
and does not promise destination
as much as arrival.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
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- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
Those last two lines are so powerful Jon.
Andy
Thanks Andy.
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