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my heart in my hands
thinking of nowhere
because it’s somewhere
for my mind to go
when rain falls
and the fog is thick
and the sun is far

a fairy tale of old
but not heard
in these parts
for some time
following in the footsteps
cast in the sand
on the barren beach

going first
here
then
there
aimlessly
wandering
wondering

about the moon
and the first star
this dark night
and every one after
something to follow
when there’s no sign
and no road

when all choices
have been made
and the end is near
my heart
still beating
tick-tock
in my frozen hands.


© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way, shape or form without my written permission.

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Sybille Sterk

Cambridge, United Kingdom

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