Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

When stars align

a meditation

spiritual sojourn

When means love

is universal

beyond you and me.

The tempest of our lives

a barometer

choice and circumstance.

Inside our heart

know love,

a soul might reappear.

Sunsets are conveyers of whom

A pale, autumn moon, our tomb.


Thom Amundsen 2019

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