What love, that stirs you so deeply for this
world, which knows, intimately, each painful
step of your path (a staircase, spiraling into
an unseen end) to listen to peace as it bends
mysteriously out of sight, to explore its secrets
—tranquility is a curiosity you must satisfy
though you fear the journey, hunger for a way,
and dread your fathomless lake of yearning,
you wade into the suggestion of treasures ahead,
the story of a garden, growing secretly behind
your shadowed walls, and walk down a twisting,
time-strewn lane toward the unknown source
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
Image: krantzpeter/Pixabay
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