All Right

Everything will be all right.
The stars that shine
within the nighttime skies
would have it so;
just as a moonlit glow
begins to permeate our dreams
in golden streams of ambience,
permeating even airy heights
within an atmosphere
that only lovers feel.

Knowing everything will be all right,
even as the dark of night descends,
ascending then again within our dreams;
that speak symbolically
in images of pure reality
and love that now awaits
one simple feeling caught behind
the blindness of our eyes,
seeking only light to make it real.

For in the shadows,
waiting, slightly shaking
lie all the answers we will need
to make even this
all right. . .


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