hopeful melancholy

In art, d. james, literature, poem, poetry, writing on 24 March 2007 at 5:53 am

In a dream
I searched for
myself

and found
nothing

In the rain
I see clearly
the shelter

In life
I see death
as well as
the other
way round

But I have
yet
to find my
way home

(D. James)

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