søndag 6. desember 2020

The way back...

 


But I am not lost
   any more than leaves are lost
   or buried vases
this is not my time
   I would only give you second thoughts.

I will wait for you at an
   unexpected place in your journey
   like the rusted key
   or the feather you do not pick up...



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