The Secret Splendour

  Poems


 

Together we walked just once in a summer night,

But there are things that reach no end: this walk

Goes on forever, it will laugh and take

The grave in its calm stride,care not at all

That now the world is winter in my body.

For not through hours but time ticked by star-beats

 we moved

Through a dream that suddenly stepped out of the

Unknown.


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