The divine

SunriseRighteousnessFotoliaPure
naked
fragile

words fly on a
whispering wind

So volatile is hope
spreading
as shadows of ghosts arrive
from another place
another time.

Gathering into silent sentences
from somewhere deep
avoiding storm clouds
we attempt to
touch the divine.

~*~

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Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.