…. Poem 2….
I implore thee do not go
Do not cross thy darkest thresholds
And leave old truths buried
Undisturbed and forlorn
For what thy fathom
Though lonely and low
Is nought but despair
Harken steadfast to my call
To shelter when all lights fail
Fragile and renewed
Do not cross thy darkest thresholds
And leave old truths buried
Undisturbed and forlorn
For what thy fathom
Though lonely and low
Is nought but despair
Harken steadfast to my call
To shelter when all lights fail
Fragile and renewed