Compass

Spinning arrow

dance upon heaven an Earth

silence of nature…

i pray dearth

words of a lost an

forgotten teacher…

Tis a soft silent scream

written in language

throughout most daytime

dreams..

Caught in societies web

running play

opening night

nervous as a butterfly

as we enact

the very first dream…

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