Follow What You Love

Those who walk in other's footsteps
have no doubts. The spirit follows
what has made it, who it loves.

Oceans ravage the dogged shores
receding to its purple lair; even
stars swallowed in its shimmering

come back again. In the morning,
stick-legged birds dance across
shining sands until they fly into

the blazing clouds, following the sun.

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