Like cliffs in the distance seen through a window on an island in time What a great mystery is the rock we stand high upon in the sky Surrounded upon an ocean of waving growing green to the tallest tree With a poem in mind…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Like cliffs in the distance seen through a window on an island in time What a great mystery is the rock we stand high upon in the sky Surrounded upon an ocean of waving growing green to the tallest tree With a poem in mind…