A
Thought
The enticing presence
Of unknown entities
Calls for unity
With the primal force.
Alas, matter
Embraces the longing
And smothers the spirit
In the gardens of memories.
And the years go by
In the rustle of time.
Written by:  Jóna
Rúna Kvaran
Translated by: Nína
Rúna Kvaran
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