Tuesday, May 9, 2023

Walking into the Dream


 


A number of

Autumn colored trees

Lined up in a row,

Raining petals of flowers

To greet her in a vow.

 

And the Moon

Ascending gently

On its throne

Ushers her in

To the dream

She has never been.

 

And she walks on;

Her wings unleashed. 


© Atique R. 


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