my soul has been nourished by the afternoon light
my heart has been touched by the wind from the east
i now sing my own song
words I collect and gather together
to create my own melody of life
to sing aloud for the trees to hear
my soul has been nourished by the jasmine tea
my heart has been touched by the petals of white
i now sing my own song.
Beautiful photo! Beautiful poem! Glad to see you again! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, Ginger. Have needed some time away and feel ready to write again. Thanks so much for stopping by.
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