Invisible ink

There are a thousand
silent poems
etched in invisible ink
Battles long fought
still fighting
were sung at truth’s brink
A nameless ship of soldiers
sank deep
in the soil of wanderers
Waters never seen
stood still
stood still
staring at the stretching sky
White bird of time flew
across the boundless blue
Its reflection
sank no deeper
no deeper
than the face of dew
The dew that contained in it, all
The sky, the sea, and all


4 thoughts on “Invisible ink

  1. The stories of thousands of battle fought in a profound silence untold, unrealised. People fighting for their dreams and what they believe in. And in the midst of these battles all around them there stand a few with potential watching as the time goes by yearning for their time to seize it all.

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