When the world is white, when
the world is dark. When time seems
scarce, and nature stark. When there
isn't even, a whisper of a sound.
When you think, not a soul could be
around. In a deep breath, and the beat
of a heart. His hand, his love, is found.
The time to find God and his love has been so astutely inscribed by you dear madam. When? When there isn't even, a whisper of a sound, when you think, not a soul could be around in a deep breath, and the beat of a heart. A beautiful poem so nicely and touchingly executed.10
Thank you! .. Kumarmani, For such a very beautiful reply! .. Your poetry shows such a beauty that can't be described, but you feel each word, so deeply inside! .. Ever so many blessings! ..
Thank you! .. Bernard, For such a kind reply! .. Your poetry is written with such heart and soul, with words written as beautiful as the sun sets gold! .. Many blessings! ..
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Sheer poetic loveliness and wisdom! ! ! Beautiful write- beautiful to read! ! ! ! A trillion 10's would not be enough! ! ! ! !
Thank you! Susan, For such a very beautiful and kind reply! .. Your poetry with such ever gentle beauty, and light that shines so movingly, that touches hearts beautifully! .. Ever so many blessings! .. And much love dear :)