One Missed Breath

sunlight through trees
The ethereal beauty
of pink tinged clouds,
of mist over silver water,
of the silence of still air,
of golden sunlight,
seen through trees,
induces for one
breath holding moment
a deep longing for
lives I’ve never lived,
loves I’ve never held,
grief I’ve never known.

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