Thinking

(Poem for two voices)

One

thinking of them
my mind
touches endless night
drifting slow as
falling snow
they find ground…
eventual end
a way out…

Two

fear that cannot
speak its
name…agony of the
sensitive flower
torn from its ground

One

yes i have walked
in tangled
forest of the screaming
mind…yet

Two

there will come a
time when
that which cannot be
improved…tortured…
will fly free
in soaring light…

One and Two

no separation
life into next life
peace at last…

George Coombs

Thinking

George Coombs

Brighton and Hove, United Kingdom

Artist's Description

Another piece that came to m ein this way

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