Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2022
The night reveals
all that daylight can’t diminish.
We are walking onward
to a truth without prediction.
Sacred and hallowed and
naturally untouched ground are we,
the chosen ones, to tread.
We do so not alone. Yet,
we are here
with the souls of ancients
and the infinity of Grace.
We see time as One.
We see us as One.
11.5.2021
Billie Marie
Written by
Billie Marie  46/F/Chicago
(46/F/Chicago)   
681
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems