Κυριακή, 27 Αυγούστου 2017

Bond

My sweet child... the one I used to love 
In tempest... in sky so blue... and beyond 
I remember now... when the Earth kissed the grass 
And the well of being forged its mysterious grasp 
I could see clearly... I could feel somehow  
Us, being bound in dream... and fate... forever 
Always to be found everywhere in doom... as ever 
But even if our sorrow passes through Time and affection 
We stand alone... and in unison we strive... together

Courtesy of ©nikgml




Original artwork, provided by Johanna Knauer/Kunstfotografie(Enaston on deviantArt)