Lucidly Lonely


Nurtured by the moonlit night
I sit alone till winter dawn
Wandering mind past starlit sky
Sleepless dreams will soon be gone.

Awake? The time has come again
The stars have dimmed, the moon is set
Day breaks upon the lone insomniac
Dreamless slumber does lonely sleep beget

Breathing by rote, seeing not sought
Winter rays with morning dew drops fell
Life, by breath and whispers, ebbed and flowed
In dreams of yore did love lost wakers dwell

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