A glimmer of hope
Rays from an enclosed space
Where my eyes lay rest
What set ahead is in question mark
For the cosmic has its limit
For the thorns of roses might pierce
For the rain falls down on earth together
Four are the letters that embodies it
Wait on, pace yourself
Approach with heightened state of awareness
Be still and calm like the sea when seen from a far
And when seeing up close
Allure with its breeze and variance of color
That will attract the sight of its beholder
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To the Hallway,
PoetryHouse of words that is riddled with a hint of color and a smear of conscience, beneath the impeccable canvas of stainless mind.
