Seeking
Light confuses.
Form begets form,
an acorn dropped to earth
contains so much potential
and I remember nothing.
Night illumines.
From dust to dust,
the meager hope of breath
animates all flesh
and refuses to mean anything.
Words obfuscate.
From grave to cradle,
feathers fallen from a nest
revive dreams of flight
and it's despair that we die from.
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Hi. Beautiful poem, the picture also. I make jewelry all inspired by the ocean and God, of course. I have a new website, seawhisperart.com and was wondering if i could use this starfish picture on one of our pages. Please consider it. You can contact me at fawnjewelry@seawhisperart.com, or at fawnjewelry@yahoo.com. thank you very much and keep up the good work.
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