Lone Cypress

Lone cypress standing there
upon a cliff
contemplating form
that's born of myth

as ocean's tides
that span the world wide
call out to us

Have you found an answer yet
or will my sight of you beget
just another unremembering
of love?

as mind and spirit soar above
the density of form
only to find
the density of form reborn
there within the storm
where one lone cypress lives


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