Cure #4

by Harry

Posted for Rana.

Simplicity reigns

in the halls eternal, where

angels don’t exist,

but souls reflect on

misinterpretations and

fallacies, mistakes

forgiven by the

meditative tides of time

and recycled stardust.

4 Comments to “Cure #4”

  1. Shame on me, liking my own poetry. XD But oh, how I love haikus and tankas.

  2. les mots ici sont beaux à lire
    merci de ces superbes lettres de poésie…
    bon mercredi

  3. “Recycled stardust” – brilliant.

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