Poem – Awoke

I awoke in the spring
steeped in memories and
lost dreams, standing on the
shore of an unnamed lake
steeped in golden light.

That path I have never left
empties into the fields
of infinite possibilities and choices
and when I am present I see you both hand in hand.

2016-04-15 05.52.44

2016-04-15 05.48.13

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