one we'll never seek
the peace they hold
didn't come at ease
the wind, the sun;
against pillowy cheeks
so much to comprehend,
beyond this celestial being
sigh, she rests,
after several weeks
hopes to find herself,
amongst misty dreams
it's here we realise
our true place
and how small we really seem
and in that moment
with the diamonds above her head
and the grain beneath her feet
she forgives herself
for the wait,
and falls to her knees
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