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Voices, You Can Hear Me
Voices, You Can Hear Me
Voices sate my aura
Echoing whispers of fate
Turmoil against righteousness
Desire burdened truth
Tempest tossed utterances
Seeking Serenity
Voices sate my aura
Above the din, I whisper echoes
Righteousness suppressed turmoil
Truth subdued desire
Tempest tossed utterances waned
Supreme Serenity
there are seasons of darkness, and seasons of light... but through it all, your river keeps flowing. very good poem. eric
for there to be light, there must be darkness. embrace both within yourself... for you are more than either! good poem. very talented writer. eric