Panagiota Romios Poet Other

Evening Empire

Created for solitude and sleep, 
A time for God’s perfect healing 
No time for us to moan nor weep…



To Him, you hand your very heart.
Requesting another day of living,
And from this earth, to not depart…

                

2/2/2023

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Linda Alice Fowler February 9, 2023 at 1:26 PM Isn't that the truth Pangie? My heart needs the warmth of healing hands during solitude and sleep. You have captured it succinctly. :) Panagiota Romios February 12, 2023 at 6:29 PM Hi Linda! I just saw this today, Sorry for the late reply thank you so much finally Autre

Bill Baker February 7, 2023 at 3:46 PM Nice way to end your day. I liked it! I'm slowly getting back into reading, commenting, and posting. Bill Panagiota Romios February 8, 2023 at 9:00 PM No rush, Bill. It took me years to learn there are responsibilities in life to mind to. But it’s OK, too if they make PS their church and poets, saints in it. I go nowhere near adoring man over God. That ds called idolatry and is a huge sin. Pangie

Robert L. Hinshaw February 2, 2023 at 11:10 AM Inspiring words in beautiful poetic form, Pangie! Bob H Panagiota Romios February 2, 2023 at 5:47 PM Good night dear friend thank youfor a. comment todat. Apptrecueds in no small wary. Pangie xx.

Stephan McBride February 2, 2023 at 7:24 AM Amen, beautiful inspiring poem, love it Panagiota Romios February 2, 2023 at 7:52 AM I agree with you! I could go on and on, but hey! This is very clear and to the point. Inope others understand it, as did you. Blessings, Oanagiota xxoo