Hush the blush

The instrument of mind conjures a verse, based on a rhythm that rises from the heart, so whilst it can perform better or worse, each symbol portrayed is a work of art. Polarised strobes of light communicate in this earth realm by employing the word, medium dual, so who knows the fate of the fragrance emitted when heart stirred? Yet be this as it may, our souls will sing songs of love and longing, although we know that thoughts penned on paper are not the thing heart wished to emote about our soul’s glow. Save in tranquil silence, how may we learn, God’s boons bestowed by love’s benign bliss burn?