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As the Quiet
Filters into the Subconscious
Through ripples of Gently unspoken
Paradoxes;
Reaching without Grasping,
Touching without Clasping,
Caressing the Essence
With an Ethereal Balm
that Lingers
In Ripples of Gentleness,
Speaking Unspoken Quiet
From the Realms of Bland
Into Fertile Land,
Inspiration Sings
To the Soul who looks Beyond.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Photography by Lydian Brunsting. Thank You~
Wonderful poem, Morgan~~
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So happy you enjoyed it Jet 🙂 I like using opposing words and imagery sometimes, get the mind thinking about things differently 😉
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Beautiful x
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🙂 Thank You ever so much 🙂
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‘Carressing the essence with an ethereal balm’….just love this line and your beautiful poem. Photo is perfect. 🙂
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🙂 Thank You MoonGirl 🙂 Im so glad it whispered to you. Thanks for visiting BnV 🙂
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