Midnight Flights

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Updrafts reveal the gifts have been sent. The light we created, and the concern.
Oh there is a lot of that...

Projection of hearts lost, advice finds me. I smile. I love them for their care, sweet
darlings abound in my life. Archer's arrows fall at my feet, as if it were that easy.

I see the beauty reflected. The honest work, the love, your shadow, and light.
Beauty brought to this realm when all many begged for was darkness without twilight.

A struggle has turned to calm, so much to deliver. Time falls, traction comes, I feel slowed.
While many things must be done, spread thin. Concentration eludes me, focusing my lens.

There are many gifts I have been given. I realize nothing has been in vain. Knowing what I know now I only wished my climb didn't start from deep darkness few living tell.

Here I find what matters, here I have come to see:
Cooking, living, seeing a good life come to be, and still hope that it isn't just me.

Few understand how I could hold love separate from romance. For this I feel sorrow.
Projection of loss, the mirror is what you see when you look at me. I stand by my words.

I accept life as it comes, may it bring beautiful things. Fires burn, ashes fall in circuitous play.
The way she moves; daylight, lightning strikes, moonlit rain, diamond hues of cerulean blue.

FE&E 2 Alison
1ov3 David