Words seem extinguishing
Yet the word set wondering
Inking this papyrus, is it worth serving?
For every beat danced to a carving
That read “Tis worth caring”.
The gusty gale passed the trail
Heaving the perfume . . .
Into thee, went hovering
Enticed thee breathing!
Nothing more wonderful much created,
Yet, here are thee
Emanating part of life!
Only mystery can empower thee,
For He, alone fashions such beauty!
Time may pass and never return,
The litanies are yet sung
To bind the memories in a spell.
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What a beautiful message displayed so graciously! Very thought-provoking and the usage of archaic language really ties in your style and the message. Well done! 💖
Thank you Rocky Lagou. Hope the message spreads.
LOved it keep making amazing work!!
thank you Richmondpomes!!
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