Perception

To reach all five tips
of a swirling jewel

just before it falls,

clinging to desires;
arms latched tightly
around the body

of a crescent
night light,

and whisper,
sweet and -l o n g-
until skies open, purple

and your glass
is finally half full.

`

~NaPoMo (Day 9 :a poem a day in April for National Poetry Month)

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