Poetry — 29 November 2013

A poem by Chris Roe

photo by Sanjiva

We meet again.

The moment,
Kind and generous,
The beauty,
Peaceful and serene.

The spirit alive
In all that is
And not what could be.

And all of this
Born of love,
In a moment
That is timeless
And always
Enough.

 

Poem by Chris Roe – silentflightpublications.co.uk
Photo by Sanjivasanjivamusic.com

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