The Shifting Hours

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The Night Sings Sweetly to my Attentive ear,
The Stars Hum Softly, and I can Hear
The Love they Whisper, Though without Voices,
Compelling me to Consider my Choices.

Lost I was, upon the shifting hours,
Walking Enchanted among the lurid Flowers
Of life, of liberty, of the pursuit of Dreams,
Never questioning what society deems.

Purposeless in a spiraling world, alone,
Wanting more than ever was shone,
Craving what my heart was yearning,
Though never listening, rarely learning,
Until Your Love Touched my hand,
Until You Patience helped me Understand.

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~Morgan~

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23 Comments

    1. It was about 730 I think when I posted it. But there are many nights up Im past midnight writing. 🙂 Im not sure of the time difference between India and Pennsylvania. I need to google that LOL

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      1. Wow. That’s great. 😀 I’m there too and would love to follow you and read your works. My username is Awwthentic. I hope you be able to find me. 🙂

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