Sacred Steps

satishverma

Retrieve me, by my
voice, to stay at the pause
between wounded words.

Unopened scar
beams from the moon to heal
the breached faith.

You know, lips always
remember the kiss of sun
in raging snow.

  • Author: satishverma (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 16th, 2023 20:53
  • Category: Nature
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