from the candlelight
darkness wavered,
momentarily.
amber at the horizon
and deep blue high above.
i have left and perhaps
have come back, but to what
i have no conviction.
if this is a chance of change,
do i have the courage?
i could not have let this
sleeping dream waiting.
nothing keeps me from
the images as these points are
drawing futures of now.
memories keep themselves.
pain keeps their own,
but it is always on the inside.
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