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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Thursday, 10 April 2014
Tuesday, 8 April 2014
Monday, 7 April 2014
The Last Arrow
A Warrior with his bow held ready,
An Angels healing hand , came to steady,
Released from limiting thinking.
Into the desert floor, he began sinking,
The journeys hours, numbered eleven,
On Mother Earth, he tasted heaven,
Unlimited thoughts, released into a limitless sky,
Free, he let his last arrow fly.......
Mark Osmer 2013
An Angels healing hand , came to steady,
Released from limiting thinking.
Into the desert floor, he began sinking,
The journeys hours, numbered eleven,
On Mother Earth, he tasted heaven,
Unlimited thoughts, released into a limitless sky,
Free, he let his last arrow fly.......
Mark Osmer 2013
Sunday, 6 April 2014
Songbird Oasis
Friday, 4 April 2014
Wednesday, 2 April 2014
Tuesday, 1 April 2014
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