I Sing
When there is Silence
In the Breath of the Shimmering Night.
I Sing
Where there is Calmness
In the Glimmer of Expansive Starlight.
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I Sing
When there is Birdsong
Joyous in its Sweet Calamity.
I Sing
Where there is Spilling Rain
In Gentle Whispers of Tranquility.
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I Sing
After the Storm has Broken
In the Crescendo of thunderous Sound.
I Sing
As the Winds twist and bluster
Spinning like a maelstrom round.
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I Sing
At the foot of the mountain
Gazing up to the Spiraling Heights.
I Sing
When I hear Your Echo,
A Memory of Ancient Delights.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Images-
Night Sky by: raafatrola.com
Birds in Flight found at: tharulanka.com
Thunderstorm Photo found on Pinterest
Crimson Crags of Cerro Torre Mountain in Patagonia, Argentina/Chile by Michael Anderson
I love the imagery in the pictures and words here 🙂
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Truly Appreciate it Simon. Thanks Ever So 🙂
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It’s a pleasure 🙂
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🙂
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Much Appreciation John 🙂
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You are so very graciously welcome. I appreciate you.
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I did enjoy the poem. Your site was amazing today.
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
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Thanks Ever so much for the Kind Share 🙂
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A beautiful poem and you are welcome Morgan.
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beautiful poetry…
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Thanks Ever so Much!
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