Miles Yonder Ways

Tantalizing thought whiff wafted on the evening breeze Both chapters and mistakes; Lessoned me Some chapters, I read repeatedly Some mistakes, I don't want to repeat again Yonder for miles, Be and by now His voice echoes Like the high mountains reverting my own voice His benign touches Like wild wind tangles my hair tresses His smell of scent and essence of his grace Like an oasis, calmed and centred over sandy wilderness Yonder for miles, Then and by now Ensnared with or without memories, Like a casket filled with solitaires Some were mine And some he gifted me...