Second Sight
by Michael R. Burch
I never touched you—
that was my mistake.
Deep within,
I still feel the ache.
Can an unformed thing
eternally break?
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Now, from a great distance,
I see you again
not as you are now,
but as you were then—
eternally present
and Sovereign.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment. It does seem like a good, strong line to me.