Twinkling’s by Breelyn Shelkey

Breelyn Shelkey

Time, disintegrating like dust in thin air
Stop. Stare. Define. Grasp.
Five senses only you can master
Mentally brand, continually reflect
How did it make you feel? Put it on paper
The universal key to never missing a blink
Cosmos still glitter sapphire at dusk
even if eyes fail to meet them


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