Tuesday, 2 May 2017

Thoughts of the day: Patchwork

In the shadows of the grove,
Under the clouds so dark,
Spirit once lively,
Weaves a quilt from the bark,
Hidden to eye the world below,
Away from empathies swearing them farce,
Spirit once human,
Struck by the acts cursed and scarce,
Facing the ill manners on their own,
until the end of beating heart.

art by lind


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