As the Winds Moan and Sigh
And the Gales of this world
Rock this tiny skiff and billow its Sails,
The Nighttide Sings Sweetly
Beneath Effervescent Stars
That Glister through Untold Distances;
Beyond this Silhouette of Silence,
Past the Echoes of Forgotten Memory,
Light Pours through the Expanse,
Seeking,
Touching,
Warming,
All.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Image found on Pinterest. Credit acknowledged to the amazing Original Photographer. Thank You~


A lovely and truly peacefully comforting piece, Morgan. Thank you. ๐
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๐ Peacefully Comforting…thats so amazing ๐ That happens when the Spirit Speaks and Im so glad I stopped and listened long enough to write down what I heard ๐
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I agree. I think I might spend the night here. I feel such love and comfort from this piece. โก Beautiful, Morgan.
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