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All night I dreamed of ballooning.
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Ballooning
by MJ Moore
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Last evening in wavering light,
you shared your journey back through ancestral homes and youthful dreams. A litany of love and loss and losses to come. All night I dreamed of ballooning. Hundreds of spiderlings flinging up gossamer strands and clinging as the wind tossed them further and further away. I felt their weightlessness and abandon, the restless urge that drove them miles from home. No thought for what’s left behind, the moments they will not share, they loosen their moorings and, carefree, set themselves adrift. |
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