Sometimes (A Poem)

By Melody


the sun is felt by all the far reaches of your skin,

and you close your eyes, it’s so heavenly.

This moment, you think, is the pinnacle of being alive.

In it you see all the concerns of your life floating;

Happiness, Belonging, Success –

little dust mites suspended in the beam of light

that touches all the far reaches of your skin.


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