Sunday, 9 October 2016
Was reflected, before I knew
Part of me - part of you
Beautiful life, uncompleted
From before, then re-seeded
Slow waiting, to awaken
Before this birth, oft aching
Two mirrored, yet opposites
All lost until, we're offered it
Heart waiting for star-prophet
Soul's memory, forgotten
Still here, but fallen, gone
Now shadows cover my sun
With lost compass and broken clockTil these dusty Geminis interlock
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