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It was an early morning in early fall, today.

It was just me, on top of a hill,

and oceans of clouds lied beneath my feet,

drowning everything I trustfully read on.

We, the droplets and I both – transformed

molecules, all very much alive – were in new places

but remain the same inside, still, in essence.

Just as the water molecules, those,

with which everything started, then,

things with me are different now, too.

And upon the rising of the sun,

the fog lifted and I returned downward.

We swapped places, I, humbly so.

All is where it belongs now, once again,

until the verge of the next night and the next day.

Here, in between, it lies, the promise,

that all things change, that all things fade,

all things, always.image4

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About Marie-Sophie Guntram

Marie-Sophie is a language lover at heart and a linguist by training. She's currently seeking to make a living and, more importantly, a life.

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This entry was posted on September 24, 2016 by in writing some poetry.