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  • Lorraine Johnson

[129] Wonder

I went chasing wonders

thinking they were afar.

But in the night of a different sky

with no stars to be found

I saw wonder—

in the journey of my dreams

walking the rolling hills,

with flowers dancing

in the midday breeze

and sheep, and cows

and long views.

Deep within my heart that beats,

in the vastness of this awakening,

honesty appeared

—and the moon rose

and the sun followed

—and I found myself,

once more.


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