Written somewhere in the past...it is about a passage in the journey of life.
Sky, sun, sand and sea
have I missed them all?
The wind and the mountains
where have they gone?
Have all the colours merged
into an expanse of white?
This empty canvas
beckons me...
And I find:
Into the emptiness,
I have set my step
and moved ahead
towards the unknown,
hoping that it is
only a matter of time
before the haze clears...
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.
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