The Beautiful Face Of Truth Poem by Sanja Atanasovska

The Beautiful Face Of Truth



In the dream

a unicorn touches my hand

while lying down

on the ruined tower of books.



I greet him with a kiss

the child he has

a huge butterfly in the heart.



Truth grows in all beautiful things,

everything else is a lie.

Thursday, March 24, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: books,butterfly
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