When smoke has choked the blue from your sky
and grey seems the color of eternity, hang on to hope
for it can keep you afloat and mend your tattered faith.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
When smoke has choked the blue from your sky
and grey seems the color of eternity, hang on to hope
for it can keep you afloat and mend your tattered faith.
Thank you. Perhaps all of our gathered rememberances will be more than a human foot print washed away in the sand.
Great post!