Voices Poem, by Dove, at My poetic side

Voices, gliding like the verses

of the moon and sun,

In melodies that dance

upon the winds of time,

Their echoes whispering

secrets yet to be won,

With words that paint a canvas,

vivid and sublime.

A sonnet grand, in large

dimensions I shall weave,

To capture the essence of

these ethereal strains,

Like constellations in the

night's celestial eve,

Each syllable, a sparkling star

that forever reigns.

Oh, the voices! A symphony

of dreams untold,

Guiding hearts and souls to

realms unknown and vast,

Their harmonies a tapestry,

vibrant and bold,

Awakening the spirit

with the present's contrast.

So let us listen to the

voices that transcend,

And cherish every word,

for they shall never end.

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