I fondly remember pretending to be
A particle of light
Shooting from the sun
And I recall actually once believing
As a spiritual child
I was a shard of the moon
Into various windows
But now I am aware I am
Something never noticed
That is neither light nor darkness
That lies undisturbed
On the ground
As you walk on by.
About the contributor: John Tustin is currently alone on Elba and asks you await his return. Check out his more poetry.
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