Upon day
Late night
Sleep abandonment
Tightly woven nightshades
Glimpses of night light brocades
Reaching out to touch
Holding all that can be found
Within the night’s cold darkness
Relentless sounds of silence
Fully quiet
~ stillness ~
Captured dreams
Among the twisted shackles of day
Pausing without knowing why
Early morning skies
Single strands
Tightly woven nightshades
Held in frames of yesteryears
Astonishment ~
Dream, my dear, dream!

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