Wednesday, 2 August 2017


WONDER

This constant astonishment
Has become my harbour.

It seems that life is nothing less
Than magic itself.

And my flickering heart
Cannot but love.

The ability to comprehend
This wonder
Is lying flat on the ground.
Lifeless.
Total capitulation.

Ha! But the laughter...!
Oh, it speaks volumes!

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