THE LAST HOPE GONE

THE SOUL sat upon a leaf
gently comforting me
I felt sun by moon
as gentle as the bee

Stress gave way to smile
the day made sky
burst worthwhile
then lost by physiognomy!

And skies so beautifully
blue became deeper blue
as a beating bruise upon
my mortal heart!

:: 12092015 ::

About EPRobles

Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love... View all posts by EPRobles

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