Into the shadows of being.A Poem by andrew mitchell
The spirit of the lands
talks in whispers heard across the continent. Where the wind speaks of burning legends,ch the wheel of life turns on the stillness of being. © 2019 andrew mitchell |
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1 Review Added on July 18, 2019 Last Updated on July 18, 2019 Authorandrew mitchelladelaide, AustraliaAboutStrindberg said. " When I come home and sit at my writing table, then I live.... I live, and I live in manifold fashion of all human beings. I depict; I am glad with the glad, wicked with the wicked,.. more.. |

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