Transcendant
- Marieke de Koker
- Jul 7, 2024
- 1 min read
Updated: Jul 27
The wind sends her whispers
Riding on the backs of the waves
Dancing in the leaves
Their rustles adding a shimmer to her words
Traveling through time itself
To speak wisdoms
And fill our hearts
We stood there
Listening to this language
Of the unspoken
Which has no word for a stranger
We all become one
© 2024 Marieke de Koker
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