Whispers in the Wind

the lashing of tempest seas mortals scarcely imagine under sundrenched skies natures distant turbulence strewn across stony headlands hours passed round the windswept lighthouse watching memories roll over and drown…

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Crescent Moon

our mourning doves flew with love on the wing far out of sight where only hearts ever see the newborn sun illumine eyes magnificent still I listened even after winds…

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