Beyond
There are feathers as
Light as us
Beyond the somewhere in
This soul of life
They turn inside a sun crowned field
And flowers bend in sleepy joy
The colors of our hearts will strand an
Infinite aisle
- Sentimental, for gazing.
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poem copyrighted by me
photo unknown source, please tell me if you know. :)
1 comment:
what a lovely little blog... this is so beautiful!
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