Sunshine/Black hole poetry foundation
About being alive
Poetry
Take me there in my dreams
Crowding in
Start over again
Tuesday, 17 September 2019
Face of heaven
Somewhere under an eastern sky
I'm floating
I'm diving
I must survive
I'm swimming
And the stars are my guide
Homeward bound on the tide
The river is the determiner
the pull
Through
I look up
And I must remember to forget you
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