Passing beyond this earthly domain towards a new dawning for the fortunate few.
Time having been spent in earth and dust but now awaiting the old order to pass and all things be made new.
We make this journey alone….always alone….
There remains the fear of being forgotten- a fear of trusting and looking out through hooded eyes
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A refined poetic imagination, Poetess. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.