Posted by: Ron DuBour | March 25, 2014

Soul Whispers~ poetry created by SPNANDA,’Aas’



Soul Whispers

A change occurs
And i am poor
The season at the
Door of my heart
And I am poor
How I count
The moments of joy
How blessed I was
Under the sun
Blessings showered
From heaven
A fountain of love
Would show unstoppable
The business of its flow
Was nothing but flow
Now what do I tell
This uncomfortable and uneasy well
Well of love
So deep I know
It never dries I trust
Fountain still flows at its best
What use is it
If the waters are inactive
Making me ignorant of it
Clouds of change absorb
The waters of love

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