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Done for Gilly and a A Prompt Each Day. Inspired by the following words and photo
Thrill
remembered days
are a filter in my mind
seeping with long forgotten snippets
of words laced with the echoing tenor
of promises broken
but those golden moments
of a lull
in breathing
and a hush
in the singing of birds
that glorious moment
when the dew is still fresh on the blooms
and I’m hypnotised by the beady shimmers
time stands still.
those moments
when from fluffy clouds
breaking through the dawn
I hear your whispers
in the gentle swaying of palms
I hear your voice
in the aroma of melodies
brewing from the mahogany
behind my window
that moment
I sigh in exultation
You thrill me, Lord.
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