Far away,
my small warmth unable to reach…
as wishful thoughts die on the threshold.

Somewhere a heart beats faintly,
sighs rise, like cold river mist where shadows linger…

I offer my warmth to the world — and hope it is enough.

Poet; writer of imaginative fiction; lover of works of ancient wisdom and myth, explores the intersection of wisdom, poetry and imagination. Follow @CaelanRowan

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