And 'tis such a cliché to hear that storms don't last forever,
no they don't, but strong, persistent men - flamed, impassioned men do.
Courageously, boldly, patiently chasing their cherished dreams.
Linking with Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry
In moments of stillness, when the chaos quiets and nature reveals its gentle truths, even a fleeting beam of sunlight becomes a messenger of...
And 'tis such a cliché to hear that storms don't last forever,
no they don't, but strong, persistent men - flamed, impassioned men do.
Courageously, boldly, patiently chasing their cherished dreams.
Linking with Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry
The gold tinted azure skies,
spotless shade of blue,
the kind that hurts the eyes,
or be it the cloudy dreary pale greys...
The sun is always there,
in all its radiant glory.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha