Poetry Philosophy Reflections Essays
Waiting for that voice....Meditation. Lovely, Edward. Thanks.
And it's the best place for the voice to come.Great words.
I loved this...I can relate to that quiet feeling of sitting in the garden. It's such a peaceful feeling. Beautiful read!
I felt serene, reading this!i wish for no gentle epitaph
a gentle place of waiting. lovely.
Edward, this is the typical Sunday morning scene portrayed in our churches across our lands.In light of your picture of the burned out church, will that soul's soft voice appear?I can sense inner voices of sadness, revenge, and dispair trying to override soul's soft voice in this sanctuary...
LOVE this!!!! :D
It feels right to me - a lovely place to think and hear that inner voice!
Mellifluous haiku! There seems to be a need to be in a garden to find that inner voice, suggesting that the soul is struggling to find some peace! Beautiful!
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