Misty Splendour
Heart’s willing to respond to the calls of the night mystically misty Who beckons? It’s not clear from the haziness, but the soul is thirsty To feel again the obscureness and playfully seek the long-forgotten feeling Wait for the unrisen ones to understand the soul’s plea for life’s healing On cannot be indifferent to the indistinct time at this hour of calling Time to compose … Continue reading Misty Splendour