The Book

The book that I read is blank indeed. For the words I see is mist from the sea. The pictures that stare just fate in the air. Of people and places only shadows and traces. Pages upon pages skimming through ages Your message sublime found etched in time.

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Beata Agustin

Date: 6/16/2024 8:37:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.