The road was lit with candles
The light cast upon the highway
merged shadow like with moon sips
I drank in the fairy land luster
watching the history of time
Roman chariots
Prairie wagons
Pontiacs and Fords
I saw foot prints
both soul and soulless
wandering in all directions
covering the sea with
a carpet of karma
weaving the past and present
into the vastness
we all call home
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