Lansell Taudevin

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

DAWN

There is a silence that rises with the tide
A heart within that never sleeps
Before the edge of the last shore disappears
The heart reaches out to the end.

Past that.
As far as the eye can’t see
The wind plucks a lonely tune

But the dawn never comes.

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