There comes a point within the chaos, when stillness descends. In these precious moments, you can rest in the quietness, be still, breathe, refresh and mindfully bathe in the awareness of the tranquillity, as it surrounds you and your arena. Listen and hear the whispers of your soul. I did and I wrote them down. You are invited to follow my creative writing journey - Mark Osmer, Poet
and Author of The Stillness Within The Storm
Sleeping giants, tall and bare,
Spiral skyward, clawing air,
A Warrior holds the Angels breath,
Till springtime brings on winters death,
Sun and moon wind an Earthly clock,
With truthful keys, a heart unlocks
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