The Angel remembers, what the Warrior never forgets,
An endless night in the Purple Forest,
Under a million stars shining,
Held gently in strong arms, unconditional embrace,
Silence,
But for the hushed whisper of voices in the wind,
Perfect......
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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