Hidden Poem

A collection of unseen and foreseen poem.

Katharine 1:34 AM

We see you as we see a face
That trembles in a forest place
Upon the mirror of a pool
Forever quiet, clear and cool;
And in the wayward glass, appears
To hover between smiles and tears,
Elfin and human, airy and true,
And backed by the reflected blue.

~Collected Works of Robert Louis Stenenson

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