Poem Published: 14th December 2024
Photos: gR
there is a place of deep repose where chasing Christmas never goes along a path of fallen leaves where autumn’s warm late beauty breathes - a timeless tranquil silent space that keeps at bay life’s rats that race and frees the mind from mindless talk so thoughts can wander while hearts walk.
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