Subtle

I awoke this morning in
A projection of dreams
The manifest insight like
Denominations of subtle time
Like morning light
That’s never static
Fluttering in a steadfast,
Changing lumen onto you
Here now with me
Beloved lover
Of my longing soul
I am free within
You as all this
Life, this place,
This instant we share
Like scattered stars
Magnifies you among
Every soul I could ever love
In a future I envision
Distilled as you and I

 

© K. James Ribble

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