Over the horizon
a harp is playing
Its call recurring,
its tone Divine
Beyond the swell,
a calm is waiting
Its breeze untethered
—to flow sublime
(Book Of Prayers: November,2020)
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Over the horizon a harp is playing Its call recurring, its tone Divine.......a song on divine is well expressed from beginning. Beautiful poem. Thanks for sharing. Five stars.