Wednesday, March 4, 2015

The New Past

Woods silent yet moments passing by
Silence goes silent, silent am I 
Absence of yours made an old presence 
No more remains, takes over the patience
Faults haunt now not my vows sincere 
Sins undone follow when not them I fear
Calm is all when nothingness travels 
Wonders astound when emptiness unravels 

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