Besides the bay, below the stars
Existence looks minimal.
The enormous meet and silence speaks.
As we trudge in the sparkling black territory,
Love,fear and an awareness erupt;
Love of life, fear of unknown
And an awareness of how insignificant we are.
The venomous waves, the melancholy song...maybe a soul lost and forlorn...
Looking beyond the mundane,
Looking towards the infinite.
A day that was unbearable suddenly lost its power.
And my happiness erupted out of my awareness of insignificance...

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