Sitting
Outside, nature
Was silent, the cold bit,
But
in the freshness of the air
I heard
Birds call
In their calls I felt the aching
Of all hearts crying out
To some great love
Beyond
Sitting
Outside, nature
Was silent, the cold bit,
But
in the freshness of the air
I heard
Birds call
In their calls I felt the aching
Of all hearts crying out
To some great love
Beyond
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This is beautiful! The aching hearts crying out to some great love beyond… This has been the theme of so many of my stories.
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Beautifully penned, so simple and profound. I love how you express the need to cry for Love, the most important in life.
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Thankyou SO much Moments. What a lovely comment. I so appreciate it 😊
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Thanks so much Thomas. Sorry to be so late in replying but I have been real ill. I so appreciate your words though
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You are welcome, dear. So glad you liked my comment.
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