Saturday, July 26, 2014

When


Pink dawn
In the time of the storm
What adventures await?

Treading day
So little to say
Nothing revealed in the light

Fall of dusk
Out of the husk
The seedling seeks no Sun

Coming night
Eyes find sight
A world made of dreams.
Posted by allrite at 7:38 am
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