I sense you you soaring earth and earth speaking in faint drops winged animals calling grounded by their creed
nature guiding you a long road to your inner child a long road sprinkled with angels flighty felt about
never is an angel far never is the light apart for in the dark be our shine lighting the way
the guided gypsies never lose sight for it be insight so bright
that set is free
and in that set be a solace breaking dawn that lead the wanton beast of all into thine where lays shared jewels
poetically fueled by the journeys of such in all amendments breaking ground where no others but the gypsies of life's struggles have found
life may bite but can never repel the ..
light
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Posted: Jan 2014
About this poem:
Hardships can bring us feelings of loss..loss of hope, like we are treading the dark path. However, the darker the path may seem at times, the brighter the light is within and awaits us to see this.