A face...a smile...a wish

drifting on mind's pallet in blue

as days cruise into one another

and the world turns.

Perhaps I shall name it Lhazza -

the special place inside -

the tiny galaxy of thoughts and dreams

that brings solace in the dark

and warm smiles.

The ball of soft heat that never dies

but waits for the rage of the day

to calm into evening's hush -

for the stillness of thought

that allows its borders to open

and for me to sail into its rainbow.

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