One day
all that breathes life
and enchants our souls
all that we love
all truth and beauty for which
our lonely hearts yearn
will be saved from ruin
by subtle maps drawn for us
in the quiet rooms of
poets.
One day
all that breathes life
and enchants our souls
all that we love
all truth and beauty for which
our lonely hearts yearn
will be saved from ruin
by subtle maps drawn for us
in the quiet rooms of
poets.
Pencil Notes 
So beautiful (and soothing)!
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Thank you, Noortje. =;-)
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Wonderful poem and photo.
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Thank you very much. =;-)
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