Natural spot lights

Foreboding blackness
Stretching over far horizons
A breaking lightness
As if spot lights turned on

Sun rays sparkling down
Between the clouds
Marking spots abound
Location to be found
Maybe a pot of gold
Or maybe adventures to be told

Always interested
Never investigated
Oh to find out
What has been pointed out

By Joshua Bradford

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