Dark Crystals

Markus Russin
Poets Unlimited
Published in
1 min readNov 9, 2016

in dark crystals only can I
write my heart, my fingers bleeding
from cold winds forever haunting,
saving hopes of future grandeur;
shall I ever re-discover
past-time’s visions through kind healing
or will in these darkened chambers
soon my dreams have to surrender?

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