A single light,
She follows,
A light in the distance,
Just beyond her reach,
She perceives it as a prism,
Yet, she knows it as her soul,
If she could but capture it,
For a moment or an eternity,
She would know all,
There is to know.
Photo by K. D. Dowdall
Pen & Paper 
This is beautiful!
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Thank you so much, Dr French. I am glad you liked it. 🙂
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