Soul's Solace
Here is where my hurt heart
finds rest:
beneath emerald canopies
at the park
where a pebbly pathway meanders
and widens
into a circlet with a fountain refreshing,
gushing;
softly splashing, a busy birdbath here,
a turtle pond there.
With such solace, light as a feather
my soul is.
Copyright © Romeo Naces | Year Posted 2008
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