We seek to walk
Beyond the reach of the horizon
Beyond the passing clouds
That waver past the brim of sky
For nothing, is out of reach
Despite what fools might tell you
They whisper deep within the silence
Within our hearts and minds
But we must seek the silence
We must seek the solace
Of our unending reach –
For isn’t this where dreams are laid?
© Sumyanna 2016
Gorgeous photograph courtesy of Morguefile (diannehope)
Beautiful feature pic
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Thank you – I wish I could say it was my own, but I found it on Morguefile. There was something about it that caught my eye 🙂
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I think the pic does justice to the poem. Nicely ended, the poem, I mean.
And I borrow pics from google… you’re doing better..
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Thank you – I appreciate that a lot.
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Cheers! Keep writing good ones.
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