THE WARMTH OF ONES INNER LIGHT, IN PART
RESIDES LIKE SPRING, BY WAY OF HEART
LOOK CAREFUL, WOULDS'T THOU EVER TRY
SEEK PASSAGEWAY OF LIGHT, THROUGH SUCH HALLOWED, PRECIOUS EYES!
RESIDES LIKE SPRING, BY WAY OF HEART
LOOK CAREFUL, WOULDS'T THOU EVER TRY
SEEK PASSAGEWAY OF LIGHT, THROUGH SUCH HALLOWED, PRECIOUS EYES!
Beautiful!
ReplyDeletethank you...im not a poet by trade...author? hmmm we'll seee
ReplyDeletethank you so much, that means a lot!
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