Seizure

swallow tailed clouds serenade the stars
along the blackened and grandiose horizon.
an inviting mystery steals the wanderer's eye
contemplating the seizure of lingering aspirations.

a sacrifice to the night, divergence of former day
to the late walking wind that changes the soul-
in an instance belonging to the universe
for wandering notions spend themselves in the quest

and the waves rise from darkness out of the seeking
a vague possession ponders some fate, the turn.

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