Between sharp-sting showers
We all stare intently into
The February-end fire heart
Hoping to glimpse a little of the sun.
In that Damascus road
Moment of realisation Continue reading
Between sharp-sting showers
We all stare intently into
The February-end fire heart
Hoping to glimpse a little of the sun.
In that Damascus road
Moment of realisation Continue reading
We are the sleepers,
Found in winter-constant corners:
Three moons round
Deep in never-knowing dreams,
Those and dusty-corpse webs.
We are the always-buried hearts,
Recognising no Heaven:
Pulled towards our
Gravity-defined future.
We are the
Long-world travellers,
Settled in a motion home,
Feeding to move,
Moving to feed.
It’s spring where you are ?
Feel it, believe it!
Hold fast,
Hold faith:
We are
Coming.
23/4/2013
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