In This Moment Poem by Phil de Lange

In This Moment



Windows of hope glimmer in the night's sun,
weathered by rains of sorrow and joy.

Every scent, every sight, every touch,
engraved in a heart of stone.

Self conscious perfections,
hide behind doubt.

Every gasp of wind,
tells a timid tale of freedom.

Wisps of reality calm the storm,
breaking an unwelcome sunrise.

Loves blind eye watches in content.

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Phil de Lange

Phil de Lange

Bloemfontein, South Africa
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