Through
the
looking
glass
on the sands of a shore
to
a
common park
an
African heart
views
global
art
We
fathom the winds
stave
the
tempest
that
stokes the grave
from
a lions roar
to
a humble dove
speak in tongues
none have heard
turning
sound
to
God's word
living
in straits
of
life above
Valhalla
here
the
gift of love
.
Jul 26, 2024
Jul 26, 2024 at 9:17 AM UTC
Through
the
looking
glass
on the sands of a shore
to
a
common park
an
African heart
views
global
art
We
fathom the winds
stave
the
tempest
that
stokes the grave
from
a lions roar
to
a humble dove
speak in tongues
none have heard
turning
sound
to
God's word
living
in straits
of
life above
Valhalla
here
the
gift of love
.
To all the poets/poetess and those to come
You
inspire peace and one love
:)
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