This Easter embrace The silence of darkness.
Discover a gentle,
Dwelling place in the scant light
Of a candle and
In the glow of the spring sun
As it slowly sets.
Disconnect from toxic screens
Of the virtual;
Of seemingly endless texts
And images; of
Palaver; shrieking madness;
Where nothing it seems
Is ever enough. Instead Discover nature
In vivid golds and purples
Behind wild, pitch - blacks.
Be one with Time's ebb and flow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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