Along my travels I have seen
A landscape all so green
That from afar it would seem
Like a masterpiece of a painting.
As I grew close it started raining,
Thunder fell right next to me.
Before I noticed, it was hailing
And I was blown by a gust of wind.
Others would have returned
The same way they came from,
But I would leave no stone unturned
In this paradise of rainstorms.
I felt the rain and grasped the lightning,
The earth shook beneath my feet.
I was standing on the peak
Of a broken heart, still pounding.
Settle down, shattered soul
And harbor no more fear.
I know your pain, I'll make you whole.
I am the sun and now I'm here.
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Remnants Of A Lingering Soul
PoetryThis is my first work: a compilation of poems I will keep working on as long as inspiration lets me. This is a part of me that I've decided to share with you, I hope it is to your liking and that it may be of help to those of you looking for some so...
