Out of the Shadows of Love
Apart and together,
This path we meander,
We know there’s something for us,
We only count the loss.
Treasures hidden in the night
are seen by those who are not dimmed of sight,
Let’s make room,
Something needs to bloom.
I’ll give you a reason,
Then you’ll know it’s the time and season,
The time to look out of the window,
And see the blossoming meadow.
January 10, 2024.
Copyright © Thompson Emate | Year Posted 2024
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