thought I saw a unicorn
sunbeams drifting
kissing the ground as they trip effortlessly with the breeze
gone before I register their existence
above cloud shapes ever changing
one minute a map a face
some abstract shape but still enhancing
inspiration of dreams
awakener of minds smoother of troubles
once, once in all that whispery turmoil
I thought I saw a unicorn
Peter Hunter 2012
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