Whispering Mysteries Poem by Fredrik Hole Halvorsen

Whispering Mysteries



See the beauty of
The world pass me by
As I run across the icy water
Chasing the wind

Spirits of the woods
Run with me as we
Chase whispering mysteries
Across the field of old

Thursday, April 17, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: mystery
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