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In The Quiet That Stirs The Soul


He sat on edge of hush and sky,  
where reeds swayed soft like whispered grace,  
and the lake, a glass of liquid light,  
held stars not yet born in their place.
 
The world exhaled in gentle hues,  
where time forgot to press or pry—  
and in that pause, his sorrows fell,  
like leaves that knew it was time to die.  

He looked where the world forgot to speak,  
beneath a sky of borrowed gold,  
where still waters cradled light  
and every breath felt centuries old.   
 
The sky, a canvas brushed by balm,  
poured stillness into weary veins,  
and all he was—uncertain, lost—  
unfolded wide with loosened chains. 

The trees stood like sentinels of calm,  
their shadows long, their whispers deep,  
and time—for once—unclenched its grip,  
allowing broken hearts to sleep. 
 
In mirrored sky and hush of green, 
he shed the names the world had called, 
and in that fragile, glowing hush, 
the weight he bore began to fall.  

No thunder spoke, no herald cried,  
yet something deep began to heal—  
as if the quiet, cloaked in dawn, 
had taught him how to truly feel.

 A tear, not born from grief but grace,  
slipped down a cheek warmed by the breeze—  
for beauty, quiet, and complete,  
had knelt his restlessness to ease.  

And though the world would call him back,  
with all its noise, its push, its climb,  
he’d carry still this silent place  
within the marrow of his time.  

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Battle for Life


📷 image credit to catholictothemax.com

Along the path of life, there's a battle to fight
It wouldn't be given if we couldn't carry the fight.
It may seem too heavy for us
But God is larger than our battles...
Hold on, for this is the way we're being tried,
Surviving the call of fate...

Put on the armor of faith,
that you shall win this case.
Slide on the sword of hope
that you will stay on hold.
Girt your loins with love
for it will protect your cove,
and redeem your throne.

Be a king of life,
soar up the flight,
hold on to the light, 
So you can win the fight.

 

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Freedom


📷 image credit politicalllens.wordpress.com

  I couldn't breathe, wanna cry,

   wanna shout till my voice comes out...

Wanna set free from the pain of living in it,

   And instead, share it with someone who fits

But can't let it go, waiting for it to die

   and hope to go on with my life...


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Mine ...

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Dewdrops fall as the tears through my cheek rolls...

How can I set you free, when I know you still have me...

How can I make you see..how much you mean to me...

I am thee, thou are mine.

But we can see how hard for our minds...

how painful for our hearts...

knowing we couldn't be MINE...



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May-December Affair

📷 image credit irodalommindenkinek.eoldal.hu/fenykepek

Flowers bloom in spring,
Snowflakes fall in wintertime
What if these two meet?

~~~oOo~~~

Blossoming flowers,
covered with cold winter snow.
Preserve or destroy.

~~~oOo~~~

Snow preserves the blooms,
as the love of two people
Save it though different.

~~~oOo~~~


Snow can destroy blooms
 as the love of two people
tear each other's hearts
.





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