Dreamcastle

Shelter by the Birch tree

A few years ago I wrote this poem, not really knowing where I was talking about, the words just flowed out of my fingers unto the screen. Rereading the words touched something really deep, something really human. It felt like a hymn to me, although I’m not saying it is on that level. It’s personal but also so much more.

In Canva I made a picture of this poem, which I would like to share here.

If you have thoughts or feelings with this poem, I would love to hear it in the guest garden πŸͺ΄

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