Watching From Above

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Watching From Above

Watching From Above

Through twisted darkness, bitter night;
there is a light that lights my flight.
Through darkened roads, through city streets,
through strangers’ shadows that I meet.

My feet are guided by this eye.
Its gaze laid fixed up in the sky.
As smoke drifts slowly to meet its end;
I find this light to be my friend.

It watches me, it brings me home;
it gives me comfortWatching From Above in being alone.
It sits there silently spelling my fate;
the future, the friend for whom it waits.

1 Comment
  1. Brandon Craig Jones Mr.J says

    How did you decide on your use of punctuation?
    vr,
    MR.J

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