Sunday 25th October 

The echoes of the day 
Seem faint and far away 
Allowing the soul to pray 
In its unspoken way 

No judgment here to find 
No urgency to please 
Just truths of every kind
That settle in the breeze 

Landscapes of the soul 
Unfurled in softest light 
Making the spirit whole 
Chasing shadows of the night 

Love you so much 

xxxxx

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