When the Hush of evening Settles,
Like Stillness all around;
Then my heart Perceives Your Voice,
When there is not Another Sound.
When Gentle zephyrs Whisper,
Like Your Voice, Sweet and Soft;
Then my eyes are Lifted Heavenward,
To where You Reign, Aloft.
Yet When the Peace of nighttide Crashes
At my feet, like shattered glass;
Then my Spirit Knows Your Voice,
And Understands Your Love, At Last.
~Morgan~
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How I love this! The writing and the photo, felt like I was there. Beautiful!
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Oh thank you so much 🙂
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This is beautiful…
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Thanks so much 🙂
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🙂
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You have some very beautiful poetry here. I wish I found your blog sooner! 🙂
Love and Light to you! ❤
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Thank you so very much Salvatore 🙂 Im so pleased to meet you.
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