A Silver Thread

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A silver thread of dawn waking, sky held

muted

in the stillness

his eyes felt heavy brushing the stardust away,

he’d been dreaming of the ancients,

of poems from sages

with prophecies revealed

and the power of psalms.

Could his pen hold the light?

      

Poetry and Image © Copyright 2019, ancient skies

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