Peace

Sepia Musing

 
 
THE VOICE SO WEAK AND SO IT CRACKS
GENTLE THE SOUND OUT POUR SO SWEET
THE AGE UNKNOWN FOR LIFE IMPACTS
THE DAY GROWS COLD AND LACKS THE HEAT
TO SEE THE DOG AND FEED THE TREAT
 
MUNDANE IS LIFE WHEN COMES THE FUN
TO WAGE THE WAR THE DAILY GRIND  
TOO SHORT IS TIME UNDER THE SUN
I WISH TO SEE THE WATCH AND WIND
TO SETTLE FOR THE GIFT SO KIND
 
AND FROM WITHIN I RALLY STRENGTH
PUSH ON AND WAIT FOR EARLY MORN  
I FIGHT LIKE HELL TO KEEP ARM'S LENGTH
TO TRUELY KNOW WHY ONE IS BORN
EMBRACE LOVE NOW AND NEVER MOURN!
Author's Notes/Comments: 

To sit and listen to the world around us is a gift. To interpret what you encounter is my gift to others the days may change but the underlying current is so repetitive. Sometimes the act brings serenity. To attain A state of peace is the hope, even for a short period.

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FROM THINE TEMPLE

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MY HOPE WILL NEVER BE GONE

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You can watch/hear me read this one at:  https://youtube.com/shorts/LTaI-hrBOJI

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You can hear this one at https://youtu.be/ub-lDGFyecI

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The memories from with-in!

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wrote this one i think because i needed to hear it hope you all like it

                                               zoeycup

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SEARCHING FOR THE CORRECT RECIPE

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No Need To Row The Boat

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