Nature Walks In the Tempo of Dance

Inspiration Exalts In A Perfect Chance

A few bright words squeeze out from a mind used for loud shouts, not quite whispers. Prose abounds. Singing begins in unity, peace is found.

Unity

Blooming joy

Kind and coy.

Dreams of

Whispered love.

We roam

Devotion’s zone

Sky above

Serene grove.

Purest heart

Brightest spark

Eternal treasure

Us, together.

Tender hearts

True art.

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