PASSING SILENT

eyes of clouds

watched over me

in faintest of darkness

or summer shoreline,

on equal or unequal

ground, beneath

the place I stand,

wondering upward

where currents

swirl unnoticed

above me

as I glance

into a vapor face

passing without voice

like the dreams

I know

in the invisible


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