Through Poem by Marco Vriens

Through



Through:
Meek and through wonder
Bearing the hot and the cold
Entering a white landscape yonder
The soul white and unfold

Through the port of calm
Somewhere, sometime, not in this time, not in this realm
We will meet and we forget
All that was, and all regret

Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: sad
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