I feel more at home
While I wander here
Lingering
In the shadow
Of the universe
As if unfettered
By my humanness
I can see the others
In the distance
Transients
Who have fled
Their mortal flesh
To escape their yesterdays
To avoid their tomorrows
To dwell in just one moment
Of the hush
I feel more at home
While I wander here
Exploring my ageless hands
By the light of Meissa
Lingering
In the shadow
Of creation
As if unfettered
By my humanness
Transcending
My mortal flesh
Wandering
On the dark side
Of the moon
Michael33
As good as Pink Floyd 🎐
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this is wonderful
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This is a great poem, Michael.
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