Emptiness cries in all directions,
Lost in shapeless sound,
Spinning doldrums of Anticipation,
Leeching Visibility from the gloom.
Yet, in the Mire I Hear Your Voice,
Through the vapour I See Your Face,
Ever the Lamp to my wandering footsteps,
Ever the Song echoing in the Breeze,
Though the unfathomable depths spin and surge
Like rampant fog to betray my Sight,
Into the Mist I Walk,
Intrepid,
Waiting Upon Your Love Alone.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Korolevatumana at Deviantart
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Majnun is waiting.
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🙂 Perhaps so 🙂
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wow…. Beautifully visual Morgan!
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Thanks Ever so Much Penny 🙂 So glad you enjoyed stopping by.
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What a beautiful reminder! Me too! 😄
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🙂
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Breathtakingly Beautiful, Morgirl! Thank you. Love, Amy
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So glad you like it 🙂 I have been in a bit of blue funk lately, but its shaking free at last!
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We all go through those phases, Morgan. I was there for a while myself and just today the “energy” seems lighter. Thank God! You will be OK. I know. You don’t quit. xx Amy
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the ebb and flow, the rhythm of all things….its just hard to understand when its happening. Thankfully, I believe Im on the other side of it now. Thanks Dear Friend 🙂 xoxo
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You are welcome, Mor. (((HUGS))) Amy
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Morgan, this is an amazing piece of writing. It speaks of my mood today… 🙂 Thank you
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Thank You dear friend. When I saw this picture, it really spoke to me, and the Mood I’ve been in lately too 😉
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♥
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O how I love to wander your blog and read all these amazing pieces! 🙂
Hugz & Love ❤
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AWW Thank You Patty!!! ❤ 🙂
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