that moment when the very first raindrops
tumble down from the broken sky
scattered and fat
perfect
lovely
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the pavement ends but the road continues
keep going
hot summer sun
ruts in the dirt
left there by wheels on the rainy days
holes and low spots
keep going
no breeze at all
no clouds
the road ends at a trailhead
a path through tall dead weeds
keep going
walk
you are alone in the silence
not even the sound of one bird
the path fades away
the weeds fade away
finally you are alone beneath an empty sky
that seems as wide as creation
the world seems bleached and begins to fade
and the sky fades as well
and then you begin to fade away too
only the light remains
only the light
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