Poetry

Thy Divine Lullaby

The sweet rise of fondant slope, Cast a white land, a world ushered by Mother Nature, frozen in timeless melody, so deep and enchanting, so pure, so divine, amplifying the silence, the silence in the timbers, the silence in the wind, swaying to the tune of the northern breeze, the silence that comforts all, the… Continue reading Thy Divine Lullaby

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