Messages In Bottles

Fresh, bright chill,

Dressed for the weather,

The mandala of little

Victories and losses,

The quiet place within me,

A playground,

A blanket fort,

A library.

A palace

The light within me,

Muted but unwavering,

Illuminating the path ahead,

And I walk it,

The days lengthen

And I send messages in bottles,

Wondering what some people

Feel as they read them,

If they read them

If they feel me,

Or just drawn the curtains,

In indelible ink.

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