Sometimes, I listen,
Sometimes, my heart opens
Sometimes, my eyes see.
Undying light visions
Cosmic breeze whispers
Restore the truth.
This is the miracle.
©️A. Garden, March 2019
Poetry of living
Sometimes, I listen,
Sometimes, my heart opens
Sometimes, my eyes see.
Undying light visions
Cosmic breeze whispers
Restore the truth.
This is the miracle.
©️A. Garden, March 2019