verses in a poem
When the silence pervades the gloom
The stillness morphes into eternity
A voice beckons..the echo resonating
The being, the soul, the spirit.
It is not the end of the world
Just a harbinger of the same
The wait’s just about to end.
Of a new beginning being made.
The stillness morphes into eternity
A voice beckons..the echo resonating
The being, the soul, the spirit.
It is not the end of the world
Just a harbinger of the same
The wait’s just about to end.
Of a new beginning being made.
posted by Heidi at
1:36 PM
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