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(I came to know you outside the bounds of how I have always known you.)

Proximity is a blessed comfort
But a crutch, of course
I see what I want to see
Because you are close to me
And in distance I learn
What was hidden all along
Present, but buried deeply
Under my own interpretation

Be you; I’ll find out in time
I’ll recognize who you really are
I’ll finally see beyond distance
Regardless of ultimately how far
- Mary O. Fumento, 2013

Crystalized trees etched upon the sky
Gently painted with pastel colors
A hue of pink, a touch of blue
Surrounded by the softest purple
The winter sky at evening time
Reflects confidence in the dawn
The return of light, return of warmth
Spring but a whisper just behind
- Mary O. Fumento, 2012

I was a shadow
That passed
As the bright sun

Moved by
Casting light
Leaving dark

And in emptiness
Making my mark
- Mary O. Fumento, 2013

Glorious moon:
Rising from the horizon,
Shining through
The still naked branches
Of trees awaiting
Their spring leaves.

Her reflective beauty;
Not intrinsic.
Like beauty of pearl
Or diamond or opal,
All which glow only
When light passes through.

Or when Light is reflected
From them. Their beauty truly
In the eye of the beholder.
We see, therefore,
We are.
- Mary O. Fumento, 2012

I'm a you and you're a you
But together we're a we
And you as you, me as me
May be the best we can ever be

But I think not, and just know
That we should try and see...

What grows in time, when nurtured
Just like an itty, bitty tree
Can be better than best, or better yet
An abundance of sheer possibility
- Mary O. Fumento, 2012