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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