NIGHT ALIGHT
Late last night daylight ventured out for its seasonal reach. Dark and light commingled for long enough to cast a deeper shade of shimmer neither night or day could attain alone.
In such a way I leave the shores of Norway entranced by the long veins of light that join us in truth even as we turn to plough and seed fresh pathways.
I turn southwards and the songs of the North linger to play alongside these fertile thoughts of mine. “The river is flowing, flowing and growing. The river is flowing back to the sea.”
Clearing the way to venture through the in-between, hail to those preparing your drop for the ocean.
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