Poetry and Archetypes

The night of knights-

some deluded by earthly love,

one must continue to travel on,

to quest,

to venture with the caravan.

 

What appears dull to some

can in fact be refuge-

Found hidden,

then revealed

by searching hearts everywhere.

 

*************************************************

I see shards

reflecting me-

beautifully fractured.

Pieced together and

made home

in broken pieces.

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