Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: James Aitchison

Life whispers,
and we dream.
We have escaped
from the cage we made.
We are no longer
Calmness reigns,
and stars glitter like grapes
on the moonlit vine.
Freed, the soul shimmers
for all humanity to see.
Truth leads us into a
garden where the
heart blossoms.

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