One cold October dawn, on a hilltop,
looking out at the Horizon a far…
I watched the clouds sail the sky into the West
soaring high above the winds into the blue.
And my mind flew leisurely along,
surfing on the light.
In the shallow of darkness
and the height of light.
I touched the silhouette of truth…
the love was in the light
the affection in the dark…
The birth of a new day,
so entangled in the tears of the night.
And I was so enchanted ...in aw
witnessing the path of nightfall
on the way to dawn.
“Cyrus H. Mafi Copyright 2009”
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