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
place
They fill me overflowing
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Location:Corners of Northern New Mexico
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