-Poetic Thursday

Horizons of love, falling from above, casting shadows of the eager morning.
I can taste the rain, before it arrives, the wind moves as it passes by.
Calmness tries to describe, what has found the simple me, a sensation, a knowing, that I am free.
Innocence is the sound, the melody of all that is, rest now -and let your soul hear this moment.
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