conversing with stars
pines lift the edge of heaven
prayers slip through like clouds
we are still here breathing the last sighs of summer.
each night we add another blanket on our dreams,
as the last details of our waiting lives slip away.
the lake is a glass bowl filling with the song of loons while lilies blooms and
wane in the shimmering light.
i sit within the blue grey cabin, at the
sunbright table collecting the voices of family
like so many wild flowers,
a screen door that marks the years with a familiar nod, and a blazing fire
announcing the arrival of fall.
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