The capture of a moment,
A song that is sung,
Words dancing across the page,
Began when I was young.
In my heart of memories
There is a special revise-
Seizing steely rains
Rippling through dark and
Forging angry skies-
Issuing me a process
To thrust Heaven’s gate wide-
Escorting in the sunshine
To the chambers of my mind,
Allowing me to capture words-
At times along with goodbyes-
And yet, stringing them together
Fashioned and designed,
Freeing them to dance,
For a moment at a time.
OH that is Gorgeous 🙂
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thank you!! 🙂
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