Tuesday, October 23, 2012
Late at night,
when stars twinkle in the sky
and each breath becomes a white cloud
mystery abounds and silence whispers.
The soul,
beckoned by the silence
to show its strength and resilience,
urges me to grow
and take responsibility
for my life and my actions.
My spirit
is uplifted
I run towards my aim
to find out who I am.
Late at night,
when stars twinkle in the sky
and each breath becomes a white cloud
mystery abounds and silence whispers.
The soul,
beckoned by the silence
to show its strength and resilience,
urges me to grow
and take responsibility
for my life and my actions.
My spirit
is uplifted
I run towards my aim
to find out who I am.
The soul,
beckoned by the silence
to show its strength and resilience,
urges me to grow
and take responsibility
for my life and my actions.
My spirit
is uplifted
I run towards my aim
to find out who I am.
2 comments, click here to leave a comment:
What a beautiful text, with good content greetings from USA of Carly
i find myself among these wonderful words ....
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