Within
Avowed before the fragrant vales
Heaven and earth aligned
The lowly mist caresses the dew
The morning shades, their sun to find.
Life inhales its music score
The only apt description
To gaze upon the world anew
Natures hemline lifting.
But all is half if one’s alone
The fullness of its splendour
Is in a brace, to embrace
The ecstasy to render.
I stay the hand, the wandering bard
The prose for her protecting
A gentle touch, a whispered truth
The dawn, the dusk, dejection.
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