Friday 11 October 2013

Crossings
I can’t blink, can’t sleep
For the beauty at my window.
My eyes hurt with newness,
Too much gone too quick to see.
I can’t breathe, can’t think
Open mouthed, inhaling the horizon.
Beyond the unfamiliar and over the unknown,

Behind what I’ve never seen and the hidden truths that pass me by.

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