Destinations we know nothing about — The Paths of the Spirit

There is nothing As beautiful as a beach In winter. Dunes laid in snow, And sand, coated In shimmering hoarfrost. And that black, cold sea, Barely moving Under the watchful eye Of the pale January sun. It makes me think of journeys, Of comings and goings…and Destinations we know nothing About.

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