The Words

The Words

By Andrea Connolly

 

Where roots dream

Unseen the fleeting sky

 

Where ripples in time

Unfelt in concrete

 

Where joy came

And went

 

Where pain was held

Close or thrust peregrine

 

Where the membrane is fragile

Between the worlds

 

This and the other

That’s where the words come from

 

©By Andrea Connolly, 1st of May 2019The River Spree, Berlin, The two sides, no more walls DSC_2301.JPG

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