Where the mountains stain the earth,
Covered in royal ice...
The sky hugs the peak with clouds,
And brushes the dust off of what is great
...
A boulder could roll between the gap,
But could never fill the space needed
That is what we are...
A gap that is incomplete
...
But when our tongues
Touch the light that drips from the sun,
We will burn in a warrior's cloak
And forever be known.
YOU ARE READING
Haruka Toku Ni
PoetryThis poetry collection is dedicated towards those who're going through internal hardships. When the feelings of wanting to depart grow too strong. If you wish to bathe in serenity, this is for you.
