Towers link light and life
Plastic wires sag with the heat
Sitting afar the empty tree
She reads another old letter
For the very first time
Burning Horizons
A Blind Bird
There's no sky, just stars.
Towers link light and life
Plastic wires sag with the heat
Sitting afar the empty tree
She reads another old letter
For the very first time
A Blind Bird 
Brilliant! “She reads another old letter for the very first time” – with eyes open. This sums it up.
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Thank you! 🙂
‘With eyes open’ yes, exactly, the mundane routine of our lives wears us out so much that the essential details are often missed.
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My Pleasure! 🙂
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Lovely! So very delicate, too!
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Aw, thank you! I’m glad you liked it. 🙂
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“plastic wires sag with the heat” never heard it like that before, lovely poem!
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Ahaha, ‘never heard it like that before’ I bet you haven’t.
Thank you! ^_^
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You have truly captured this picture wonderfully. I really love, “She reads another old letter
For the very first time” It shows how special this letter is.
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Thank you! And yes, every vital thing is met with an uplifting energy each time it is revisited. 🙂
Hope you are keeping well. Take care! ❤
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Beautiful.
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🙂
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