To where I will bloom
10 January 2016
The rain fell softly
Upon brown desert landscapes
Where sand had rusted
The wind howled on bleak
Echoing through rocky peaks
Time’s grey witnesses
Beyond yellow stretched
Between grey peaks green ravines
The light hid in play
A journey inward
Where barren neighboured the lush
Reflected outward
Inside these valleys
Surrounding peaks bring to eyes
Moist loss of today
Whisper to me feats
In the mind’s eye that listens
Bravado a must
I will bid you tales
When tomorrows’ letters spell
New recollections
There was a road spent
In travel to chances dreamt
Under moonlit skies
This ride has begun
A long and dusty road blinks
Withering in sun
We walk oft alone
When butchers cut the pieces
They square them smallest
When all else has failed
What more to rid now these lands?
Only my hopes’ pearls
Shimmering presence
Between two worlds I flicker
A ghost of myself
Fold tight the napkin
We are all going somewhere
You might follow soon
Once on other side
Remember me by the touch
Of hidden insights
Now this tired flame
Dilates and shrinks as I sail
To where I will bloom
Animated pictures courtesy fastcodesign.com and thecreatorsproject.vice.com
Going somewhere – Abel Korzeniowski
Flying with whales – Abel Korzeniowski
Courtesy wallpaperscraft.com
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