When Love is struck
Upon the hands of time,
Waiting with a purpose,
Chaos becomes rhyme.
When Passion is played,
Plucked like a lyre,
Patience finds merit,
Tears become fire.
When Love is promised
Before life takes breath,
Yearning has its answer,
United beyond death.
When Eternity spans
Like the Cosmos turning,
Love Without Ending,
Flames without burning.
When Union is true,
Two Souls share One Heart,
Endings are beginnings,
Never again to depart.
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Image found at: beautyandtruth.org
Not sure which I like best, the poem or the image! Both are so sublime…
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That one took forever to find ⏳
So glad you like it.
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I’m glad you found it!
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