Les Passeurs 2
They stand, there, strong,
Accretion of fear,
Imprinted with wounds,
Pierced by light,
Open to all possibles,
For us.
Catherine Wuilmet
They stand, there, strong,
Accretion of fear,
Imprinted with wounds,
Pierced by light,
Open to all possibles,
For us.
Catherine Wuilmet