Untitled #42A Poem by hannahjchin
Beyond this
there is a lake. I am sure of it. Surrounded by hills that have been soaked with the happy cries of those who have escaped to this sanctuary. Beyond where we stand and what we see there is a lake deep and full. Holding the shape of every body that has ever immersed itself and been healed by it's touch. Beyond where we are. There is a scent of milk and honey the whisper of a promise the tinge of dawn and beyond that there is a lake.
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