Storm hits the calm waters
Aching eyes get no rest
Unceasing mental conversation
Rolls out scenario like an old projector rolling out images
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Glide back from that ocean of darkness And reach for open shore Miles and miles of sunshine awaits there In its blessings Wash yourself dry and hold together. A great message nicely penned in a beautiful poem.
the suffering sounds immense. the solution sounds so simple. or should I say simplistic. some very nice imagery in poem. maybe you can be a self-help guru for PH members who are suffering? bri :)
Thanks Bri for your comment. Appreciate it very much. Simple answers are with in reach of all. No Guru is needed for it. That is my philosophy.