When Shimmering Vestiges Cross in chaos
And the dull blade drops to barren terrain,
A Spark of Melodic Enchantment Lilts,
With Bolstering Refrain.
As shadows erase the Charm of Breathing
And machinations claim Effortsโ Aim,
A Wisp of Tenacity Lights the Darkness,
The Wild Frontier to Tame.
Lethargy is all Unraveling,
And boredom prompts Despair,
Yet where Hope Shines like Venus Blushing,
Success Walks Upon Incorporeal Air.
~Morgan~
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Amazing Image found at: Kitaro10.com


lovely.. and stunning image as well. ๐
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Thank You very much ๐ So glad you stopped by!
Blessings~
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The image has me wondering how it was managed. Wow. I so love your closing lines: “success walks upon incorporeal air”. Perfect!
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I have no idea, photoshop to be sure, but it absolutely fit the poem ๐
Thank You!!
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