Whispered, at the Entrance

October 23, 2018

 

Penciled, on the dawn
your words come forth
    whispered.. at the Entrance

glint of sun, caresses
jewel… to fingertip.

The cost, of living silent
is shared.. in an eclect circle
cedar roots, your heart lies buried
for a century
      the toll… of silent mouths.

Time hears vows
               and all confessions
thrust, between the seasons
you're reaching for the clarity.. you lack

til Autumn, hands you back
 

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