Thursday, October 24, 2013


In the dusty corners
Where places live forgotten

By all but a few dusty souls
Who know their secrets

It is in these places I walk
Into those dark corners

And see something shining

I look around
Does anyone else see it?

But there is only quiet
And space

And no words
Or waving hands to fill it

I lean down
And I feel the cool magic

Wash over me
It is a dream

Lost and forgotten

It waited for me here

Where my soul waters stilled enough

To see its reflection

I watch it dancing
And it fills me

The dusty corners
Of this sand swept

They fill me overflowing

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Location:Corners of Northern New Mexico