How is it the sky knows
the heart’s secrets?
My blood simmers
infernal this pain
A stream of clouds
lit by a fiery horizon
reflects what words
cannot express
How is it the sky knows?
Passion for writing ignites my soul's momentum
How is it the sky knows
the heart’s secrets?
My blood simmers
infernal this pain
A stream of clouds
lit by a fiery horizon
reflects what words
cannot express
How is it the sky knows?
💖💖💖
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Thanks
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I often look to the sky for solace…sending hugs.
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Thanks.
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Welcome.
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I love this poem! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you!
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🦋💜
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Sending best wishes.
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Thank you
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You are welcome.
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Your poem so eloquently captures that feeling of being unable to express our own pain.
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Thanks Liz. That would be it.
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You’re welcome, V.J.
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Nature really does feel us.. its just waiting for us to notice… you did! ❤
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Yes. Thanks.
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Beautiful ❤️
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Thank you, Sue!
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Nature’s ultimate wisdom is a great reassurance ❤️
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It is! Eloquently put, thanks E
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Nature’s wisdom is here for us if we would only notice!
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For sure!
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How indeed? So engaging, lifts the mind to the sky who observes all.
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Thanks Paul.
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