So often heart’s restless as southern wind,
won’t you offer solace, soothe with whisper 
World’s a scene of blood, wine and bedlam
come savor oh thoughts that remind of love. 
Though night’s emblem of darkness of soul, 
there are times when my mind rejects dolor; 
figure everything moral leads one to You.

 

Photo credits: Jolygram

Inspired by writings of Dante Alighieri, Flash 55 Plus
poem (chosen from works) -There is a gentle thought-

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