Awaiting
Looking under
the streetlamp
vision departs
While all that we’re
missing
hides in the dark
The familiar
accepted
our nature’s are such
That what’s in
our comfort zone
pleases us much
Distracting
from vistas
that broaden our view
Unknown
and still waiting
— to birth us anew
(Dreamsleep: May, 2024)
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