No Words Yet
The earth is wet,
The well is dry,
No words yet
Appear to lie,
Beneath the depths.
Awake, awake!
What form can make
Manifest from the well within?
Simon C.J. Falk 7 September 2016
No Words Yet
The earth is wet,
The well is dry,
No words yet
Appear to lie,
Beneath the depths.
Awake, awake!
What form can make
Manifest from the well within?
Simon C.J. Falk 7 September 2016
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