Dark wonder

On the night air

When sleep retreats

When silence reigns

Stay behind

Slowly rise

Listen to the lonely bell

Love rips and heals

I am vulnerable

I am dust

I am sand

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1 Response to Sand

  1. Mary says:

    I like the idea of the healing of love. Not sure I understand how love can ‘rip’ in the same line as it ‘heals.’

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