Longer nights with uncomfortable dreamsAppear those apparitions, looking at unconscious soulSurprisingly, the mornings swiftly enter with another chapterAn emptiness so flushed, an irritated soul, tired, still fumbles Fewer birds to greet nowadays, forlorn trees reminisces the past There is a disconnect; an urge to retrieve the truth diedProbably, an early winter can hibernate life- hoping to transformOnly if Springs were beautiful again, unblemished and vibrantThose … Continue reading Waiting Longer- Hope Etched in Horizon