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12 Hours

Your sunrise touched the edge of my sunset

horizons of dreams separated by 12 hours 

whispers to the night 

floated in breeze of the first morning light

horizons of dreams separated by 12 hours

Earth’s rotation in human constructed time 

an illusion of control when the heart knows time is infinite…

beyond all horizons…floating in the universe…

yet like a fool, it wonders about…

Horizons of dreams separated by 12 hours.

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Poetry and image copyright neha 2017


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