maanantai 9. joulukuuta 2024

VISIONS AWAKE MORE BLESSED

He was tired, a bit ill still, and ready
to call it a night and go and sleep,
emerging in some future moment,
having dived through time - but now,
how could he sleep, seeing only
that one image, burned in his
mind, overlaying everything...
Visions awake more blessed
than any dream that could come.

09.12.2024


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