Shadows

We are 
shadows on 
the wall the
sun burns in 
as we fly 
past on the 
wing
scenting the 
clean salt air
of beach and 
shore - the
strand at the 
end of the 
Universe

the cosmic 
beach where
all our sand 
grains fall 
immutable

we glitter 
beneath a 
black sky
and a 
million stars
the million
hearts we trod 
upon as we 
made our 
way.

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