Longing Poem by Alto Lee Thomas, Jr.
Longing
There sounds the chirping mandolin,
And, in sympathy, chimes violins
Our symphony did thus begin
That takes me back to you
My life-long quest spans here and far
No lighthouse beam, no guiding star
Need ever tell me where you are
Your aura reveals you.
Our bond is sanctioned by decree
A silent song from you to me
Spills full in faithful harmony,
Descried by God for all to see
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