I walk

I walk uncertainly in

the dark wrapping

of the night,

with thoughts

that drift

like the wispy

night clouds;

and the ink

of the sky

is my mind,

with thoughts

that twinkle

and travel

with curiosity,

only to diminish

and die

with onset of

the morning light

and the sensible

coming of day.

 

18/8/2016

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