an exception to the rule
expectations come and go
reminding me of a recurring reverie
forever leaving the city lights
swinging from tree to tree
search lights work all night long
penetrating the tallest redwoods
hoping to spot a single freckle
darting from bough to bough
natural light outshining
the darkness from within
dual realities secretly merging
thriving from dream to dream
february two thousand twenty
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Thank you, Wanda!
You’re welcome