
In hours of shadows
I see the deserts of dreams
Flowering golden
Alight with their mysteries
Darkness at their core
Memories are echoing
In the quivering silence
© Ann Bagnall
In hours of shadows
I see the deserts of dreams
Flowering golden
Alight with their mysteries
Darkness at their core
Memories are echoing
In the quivering silence
© Ann Bagnall