A new beauty emerges in the husks of wild flowers at the end of summer.
It takes eight minutes
for light after leaving the sun,
to reach earth.
four hundred and eighty
seconds, give or take a few.
I stand beside a wilderness, and tonight she’s as wild as she gets.
She’s all mine – all her distance, all her depths.
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