Breath, released -
as does a menagerie of stars
to dance on a formless plateau.
And with each one,
I thank light's realms
a million-and-one times
for it secretes undoubtedly
and purely
joy condensed,
and my appreciation for life.
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Breath, released - and purely and my appreciation for life. A contest entry
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