The world is silent
The night still
The fading feeling of anxiety washed away
Set adrift by hopes of fulfilment
New and heart stirring dreams
Destiny awaits but I am ready for the chance of tide
For the gentleness of the once rough and aggressive sea
For the freshness of spring, of the dawn of day
My lips pursed
My mind restless
My inner most being unsettled
For what the human eye is unable to see
Speaks audibly to the fears that paralyze the needy soul
Let love be perfected
Let grace be shown
For its that time in life when the truth is finally known
As frail as the whisp in the wind is man's existence
Once was and never to be again
Author: Stephanie Sutherland Souza
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