Poetry from a Time Forgotten for Sunday, June 08, 2008

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Never Thirst Again

The breeze speaks of promise through birdsong and sunlight basked tree branches swaying to symphonic choruses and healing hymns. I sit by an open window, gently caressed by morning's promise in green shadows and yellow daisy smiles. The voice of inner truth always speaks from this quiet place.... Sign in to see full entry.

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