I Have Come An End
Freedom come at last to bloom
Kiss the cheek of fall
In the mist of evergreen
I follow but a call
Atop this hill I spread my wings
Carry, breath of air
Long a heart in silence
Whisper words so fair
Near the river I await
Carried by a hope
Eyes and ears the silence greet
At the healing oak
May the heart know silence
Rest that lies therein
Only to awake at dawn
Rest me at the glen
I have come an end
Copyright © Christopher Steven Coan | Year Posted 2010
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