Awakening Poem by Hnt var
Awakening
The morning glance I stood before
Clouds that made music you would not abhor
One and all, a universe of mind.
Gentle heavens and feeling no more.
To be brought here - oh you poor soul.
Define the one and have the second
As if it were my choice to be with you.
For no more is the hu-man chained to body.
dawn awakens soul to rejoice heaven seems to dissipates gloss, beautiful write making reader to feel joy,10+++, thanks for sharing
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4/23/2024 4:39:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
deep, this is deeper than poetry i wish i had your email because i think i want to talk to you more on this subject...brilliant write