In The Hidden Poem by Richard Jarboe
In The Hidden
What's hidden in music,
Is the soul of the deprived,
The hidden bravery,
Of what it takes to survive.
Survival is hidden,
Deep in the heart of the home,
Where hidden dreams and memories,
Tickle you while alone.
The true love hidden in fate,
Will always be there and will always wait,
For you to rise and find your way,
To the glory for which you pray.
Hidden in the beat of your heart,
Lies the rhythm of life and death,
Within the promise of hidden peace,
Within the inhale of each breath.
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6/1/2024 1:43:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A wonderful poem. Yes, the true love hidden in fate Will always be there and will always wait. Beautiful lines that are very inspiring. Well crafted and composed write with great rhyme.