Silent Streams

SILENT STREAMS Silent streams resonate yesterdays puddles while we discount that our lives are packed with lunatic floods let’s talk of strawberries that are tasteful and succulently arduous We are as gentle as the storms eye as mild as a quiet hare-brained crazy mad-capped fire we whisper that our universe and splendour can never expire ©Kim van Breda— 23 June 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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