There’s nothing in a magnolia sunset. Nothing.
A shallowness exists in a frozen chasm … no matter how deep.
A dullness in a falling star with another’s name.
An envy in a stranger’s horizon.
Emptiness in another person’s galaxy.
Paradox in a certain simplicity.
Conflict in unison. Loneliness in a crowd. Calm in the eye of the storm.
Fear in certainty … and hope in despair.

Poem 12.12.18