Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Visitor

Observer.
Watcher of the tides.
Roll in.
Roll out.

Satellite.
Traveling light.
Out in the cosmos amongst the stars.
She is the cosmic dust.
Viewing, watching; never stopping.
Keeper of the forgotten.
Seer of the secrets.
She can smell the memories.
She is the mistress of the quiet.
She's a floater, a drifter; beholder of the wind.
Orbiting outside.
When will she finally abide.

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