When I woke up,
the waves and
the wind calmed.
The tremor... gone.
Tyrants... no more.
A pleasant
phantom...
light-years away
from a nightmare.
The criss-cross
radiance passed
through the window.
The gist... highlighted.
YOU ARE READING
Scrolls and Chapters
PoetryScrolls and Chapters is the compilation of Yesh Soprano's POVs (point of views) or perspectives.
