Into The Rivers Of Night


Into The Rivers of Night

I am drifting alone

Into dreams

Through unseen doorways

Into the rivers of night

Upon which all who fall

Must ride

Floating out in silence

Through endless stars

Scattered like flowers

Painted on an empty sky

Fragments of memories

Glimpses of your face

Are flickering in and out

Ever fragile

Like hope

Or the light

Of a low burning candle

© Ann Bagnall 2021

Weemoed | Woorde

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