Magnets of compass
11 August 2016
I’ll see you
When summer will end
In landscapes
Of the fall
Into the river that shapes
Rooted trees grow tall
Blow the horn
Water lonely graves
Pick flowers
From the sands
Rose and crystal grow in lands
Of heavenly stance
Seize the chance
The shadows advise
The sun wise
Chooses soul
Relentless of free will’s pole
Magnets of compass
Reading of the poem:
See You Again – Mychael Danna
Lovely imagery
Thank you Derrick 🙂
Perhaps there might be a higher power.
There surely is a higher power 😊