
Photo by
Jeremy Bishop on
UnsplashIn Arctic worlds
I have roamed
where fettered hearts
leave shields unfold.
Bitter reunions
leave unrest,
when hopes fade
and doubts remain.
Through countless seasons have I known
the wandered edge of glacial cold
a yearning to flee
a wanting to know
why love no longer mourns withhold.
From Arctic worlds
I have roamed
where glaciers melt
and water flows,
a stirring heart
to love must go.

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Published on October 19, 2020 03:13