Friday, 27 February 2015

The Unknowable

It is the sensation of being removed

When I stand on a snowy mountaintop
Overlooking glades of evergreen forests

As one watches a slow sunrise with a loved one
The waves of a thousand seas breaking on the shore

She enjoys the comfort of a gentle breeze on a desolate day
The tip tap of light rain in the deep silence of night

A fireplace in a winter storm
A tinkling waterfall in a deep jungle

It is like memory
It is like love
It is like peace


It is the feeling that only you can feel
Like no one else can see

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