Within the Whispers of the Wind
Within the whispers of the wind
I hear the thunder before it begins
On the outskirts of the light
I see the limits of right
Inside the shadow of nights’ starkness
I avoid the fear of the darkness
Alongside a sip of poisonous wine
I can taste waters of life so fine
In between the words of a prickly pen
I touch upon wisdom without end
Beyond all life’s uncertainties
I have a special sense of eternity
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