Sunday, 30 November 2014

Equinox


in cradles of
no shadow
day will come
offering
through stone
grey rivals
who belong
chain to chain
we shall rise
sun dials
understanding
ancient amber
young
exhaustion
if we stop
and look for
night veil
you believe
we escape
once
necroporium
ride my eyes
of tidal music
if I say
autumn
shore light
now
silvery
home
through windows
reflect
the truth
rising
 

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