No harm or hate will touch
your tomorrows
for you and I
will weave
what Jig saw
wilting at mind tills
and paint it into Time
and let it drag on
forever
in slow motion
for
darkness,
the other side of light,
enhances light
which embraces darkness
which should be savoured
like a secret and favoured
place of refuge.
(25 August 2011)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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