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the moonlit path (a sequel to the sunlit path)
She heard the voices of folklore speak:
“Childhood is an epoch which enshrouds saudade.”
“It was a journey of our footprints alongside a sunlit path.”
But she knew saudade even in her youth,
And still scoured for the sunlight alongside that path,
Lingering like words on the pages of hope.
She scoured for a phare alongside the sea
In the depth of which she was drowning.
For she was a phare of her own,
Her own lonesome fire,
But her fire burnt her too sometimes.
A child of the moon,
She was unbeknownst to light.
And so it was a journey of her footprints
Alongside a moonlit path.
© Netra.
“Childhood is an epoch which enshrouds saudade.”
“It was a journey of our footprints alongside a sunlit path.”
But she knew saudade even in her youth,
And still scoured for the sunlight alongside that path,
Lingering like words on the pages of hope.
She scoured for a phare alongside the sea
In the depth of which she was drowning.
For she was a phare of her own,
Her own lonesome fire,
But her fire burnt her too sometimes.
A child of the moon,
She was unbeknownst to light.
And so it was a journey of her footprints
Alongside a moonlit path.
© Netra.
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