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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required in autumn’s ambiance, a stillness, blessing away the music of summer’s sun the restless wind and her leaves who dance a waltz undone, between summer and autumn a beautiful breath of what healing is intended to be healing of a spirit and healing of a moment between day and night, shadow and light the wonder of two hearts who’ve consumed a song that bleeds hope into old wounds in autumn’s revelation, a miracle, a story trembling, echoing, through September silently revealing what is meant to bring peace and what is serenity unfolding on the prayers of yesterday’s memories a still, fragile grace that colors dreams in melancholy while holding the spirit in arms of curiosity, sensing the presence of a glorious note playing out a rhythm of heartbeats awaking feelings who do more than believe in autumn’s gaze, admiring believing, blessing away the tears as rain recalls what it is to convince a lifeless ache – the beauty that fades into winter, sometimes bitter but always a cherished moment caught between a heartfelt prayer and the promise of light, in each snowflake, a risk we all take… floating on the edge of peace, the music of wonderland weeping over the prayers that we speak, keep seeking the grace between here and eternity. that, my friend, is the heavy weight mystery of hope that sees despite the shadows and deceit, the beautiful in each breathless leaf, each harvest speech, the hesitant beauty of a gentle rain, lamenting dripping with firefly dreams and the stories of poetry built by pens who will never see beyond the worn words of yesterday when Autumn wrote her dreams on the silence and sent letters of belief to the stars, to the skies, to the seas but it was only yesterday’s need to see the road between here and eternity it only takes one word from those who seek to reach beyond the aching grief autumn’s soundless seed, planted in souls those who see… just see
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