Kobik William

Rookie (7/11/1989 / Tamale)

Vicissitudes Of Silence

The soul needs words to grow and blossom
In the glory and fullness of love

When it is all quiet,
When the sun is setting over the lake
And the birds, wind and everyone is silent
And the sky is purple
It is so beautiful and blissful
And there, the eyes have a lot to say.

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