Monday 18 June 2007

Land of Midnight Sun

In
The land
Of
Midnight
Sun
-
Where from
Volcanoes
Ice
Doth run
-
Where time is not
-
And legs won’t run
-
There is
A silence
-
You have heard
-
More silent than the glide
Of ghostly bird
-
Before it
Stryke
Deep
In
The moonlit
Wood
-
At night
-
To carry far away
You
To your dreams
-
To places
You have never been
-
Where may be seen
-
Beneath
That incandescent
Light
of
Midnight Sun
-
In silence too
-
The colours of your life
-
All run together
-
Into
-
One

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Egal Bohen

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