Forever held
A piece of my soul
Floats through the universe
Sitting on your shoulder
Lasting ‘til the end of time
Like the waters of a spring
Flowing from here to eternity
Counting the days
By scores of millennia
In everlasting love

Forever held
A piece of my soul
Floats through the universe
Sitting on your shoulder
Lasting ‘til the end of time
Like the waters of a spring
Flowing from here to eternity
Counting the days
By scores of millennia
In everlasting love

Is there any beauty in a pair of lines? A bench obscured A shadow thrown Scattered leaves And pollen flown Is there any beauty in a pair of

He feels as though an angel had visited but he cannot tell, not knowing what one would look like. Would it be a person Imposing, serious, very righteous looking

Experience a heartfelt poem by Dr. Seena Axel celebrating healing, presence, gratitude, and the restorative beauty of the ocean at sunrise.
Sign in or create your account
Enter your email and we'll send you a one-time sign-in code. No password to remember.
Check your email
We sent a 6-digit code to . Enter it below, or use the link in the email.
·
Welcome! Tell us about you
This is how you'll appear in the community. You can change it any time.
Loading comments…