Only One

A blue bird sings upon a vine as

crashing sounds of entwined communion

announce each wave's surrender to the whole

always withdrawing into nothing and everything

but never losing the place they forgot to claim

and the sunset paints your heart and mine

too far away to touch and yet inside

connected by golden threads

too thin to even be

and yet they

somehow

seem

to

A

sweet

touching

warm breeze

kisses the heals

of today as it spreads

ever wider and more loving

into the sea in some illusion

as old as time and as young

as your heart's next beating

inside this frame you claim

tenderly surrendering its

claim upon your soul

as if it was real

even though

you know

you are

only

one

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Photo: Elaine Erskine