Casted shadows here in vain,
Deepened warmth expressed the same.
Untimely due like a winters rose,
Upon the roads of which I’ve strode.
In the darkness, kept till dawn,
As the quiet relents a warming song,
And beauty from the angels mane,
Sweet to yield yet chills the pain.
A lasting breath, In waters deep,
Keeps chimneys coal on steeples peak.
And lasting love will pass near few,
As minds and body and soul renew.
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RSM (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Most beautiful words that leave a sense of melancholy and even a wistfulness. A fave
Thanks again
Most welcome
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