But…
Could there be another place
In the universe
As beautiful as this one?
The night woods
So dark
The sunny day
So bright
We master the light
Know the science, the art
The secrets of magic
Blessed shade and gloom
In an existence
Which fears the light
Grateful for each eclipse
Beauty in the shadows
Mystery in the illumined
Too bright for eyes to see
And still
They surprise me
Exploring the infinity
Beyond my ken
What I love most about existence
Ominous
It hangs there
No rotor wash
No engine sound
A not quite motionless
Hover
A spectacular
Unblinking eye
Staring at me
And I
So vulnerable
A thousand yards
Of waist high grass
From cover
Yet… perhaps no greater love for this moment
Whether it seem strange or familiar
Than mine
And then it ends
So I arrive
At places
Unexpected
Sometimes pretty
Sometimes dour
Sometimes ugly
Sometimes flowered
We are all just shadows
In the moonlight
Beneath a darkening sky
Of stars and cloud
All in motion, even I
In this moment fixed in time
Which has no memory
Or destiny
Clouds whispering
Breathe in the air
My body sings
With the beauty
Of existence
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