I am the essence of belief The wisdom of design And in this haven cherish thee You are no-one’s if not mine Like a budding flower You bloom – you flourish (the simple things are so complex) And yet confused is simpler still I will not bow – I will not fold – This odyssey is mine alone I place thee on a pedestal Supremely sensing what may come Ease me free of knowledge please Join me in my realm I feel emotive yearning flow To calmer seas – (thee at the helm)
That was beautiful! Happy holidays and happy writing!
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Thanks Christopher,
All the best with the re-write and a safe and happy holiday season…
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