Sounds Of Divinity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sounds Of Divinity



Treasures boldly hiding from view, collapsing in
upon them so no one can devise a way to take them
away from sheltered corners.

Hanging like bells upon a chime, teasing and
pleasing with sounds of divinity, not giving up
an iota of themselves.

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