Crossed the bridge, to Rainbow Ridge,
The Journey from lust to trust,
Two Spirits dance, in a shamanic trance,
Their forever dreams persist,
Like loving wolves, among the mist
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
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