amid night...

to appear
amid night
eyes focus
onto one
keen sight

waves breaking
clouds in flight
the air is shaking

“and who
does this write”

nowhere asking
amid a sight
as somewhere

in the light
to know where
we could be then

“do you have…”
the time
to believe
that a rhyme
could become
as life is to be
when the writing
is done
in the garden
is a message
in stone

“for these …
are as one”

amid the night
and writ to be
of the right
twice the say
for half the sight
is left to know
what love
can do

a right foot forward
meets a left footed shoe

it’s the something
odd pairs do

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