Blurry twilight is fogging the mind,
Like a mist in the amplitude of insight.
One sees but is unable to see the light.
One can’t aim for what’s ahead before leaving the bygone state behind.
not a talker but has a lot to talk about...
2017, 365 posts in 365 days, days, Just a thought, Life, Photography, poem, Poetry, Presents, purpose, Sky, Twilight, windows
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