to permit me a walk
on the fantastic stairs
by the architectural
wonder, feeling the winds
from the South, full of
future lives, to only
reflect on sharing experience,
hoping it helps or comforts
or perhaps alleviates wounds
Compassion, Depression, Idealism, Love, Poems, Poetry, Seeking God, Spirituality
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#1 by Hawkruh on October 12, 2013 - 9:36 am
I remember your poems of a year or so ago and it seems you are in a better place now. I hope this is so!😊
#2 by Carl on October 12, 2013 - 9:38 am
Thank you for your comment. I’m in a different place. I hope I’m writing better.
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