Wednesday, 14 January 2015

Solitary woolgathering

from mist of the dark nights crossing the seven seas,
floating on the dancing clouds
the flight of starry wings,
Arrive, Thou! in realm of my fragrant dreams…
awaits the poignant pauses
of my heart for Thee,
in those soundless moments
of solitary woolgathering.

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