April 7, 2022 by petrujviljoen
from horison to horison;
the valleys riddled with
while the blue remaining
speaks of fragility and impermanence
I hold my life, hide the
secrets in its folds and stay,
as promised, for the gathering
of the stars.
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This is haunting in a way that would make it pertinent in many situations, even on the world stage.
High praise indeed.
So beautiful! Thank you🙂
That last image is wonderful. Gathering the stars…yes. (K)
Beautifully stated, particularly blue as fragility and impermanence.
Lovely! That last phrase gives me the shivers.
It was meant to be positive actually.
I meant a shiver because it was so beautiful 🙂
The gathering of the stars sounds like a wonderful ending.
Not bang, not whimper, but a glorious blaze of glitter. I’d be satisfied with that.