The Snow falls
15 July 2016

Whisper not
The walls can eavesdrop
Say it plain
It is vain
To keep or not to keep hushed
What plays in the Light
Pick the fight
Wisely the sage talks
Lonely walks
In crossroads
The wizards stir bats and toads
The love only heart
The Snow falls
On our illusions
As hearts throb
The thieves rob
Our intent’s energy waves
Reaching out from caves
Reading of the poem:

Scarborough Fair – Nox Arcana
Great imagery beautifully expressed
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Thank you Derrick!
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brilliant
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Thank you Rajiv!
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