Hour Six ~ Through the Window ~


Through the window , we see life, asleep and cold
world seems like an ice berg half alive
static silent still
though movement is visible
but pending doom
so far away it seems cannot zoom
The bridge connects,reflects a presence
but a mystery profound, on higher ground.

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