Sufficient Moment
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| Where we live |
Overhead the stars are quiet,
their heat a glow,
fire a distant promise.
I feel your eyes on my words tonight,
searching, searching.
Tarot cards are on the table. I know what I wish to see.
The night is full of it already: possibility.
Mary Chase
Dec. 31, 2013
Happy New Year!
Beautiful conceptualization of the promise of the stars! Thank you.
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