Timeless Whisper
Timeless Whisper
By Robert Fischer
Copyright 2009
Endless Thoughts and time of yesteryear ,
The darkness of a trial and garnish of a fear.
A small hint of hope, a hero to be found,
When you are hanging from a rope, a truth of hopeful sound.
The supple fragrance that cometh from a rose,
From days of spring, the birds do sing, to pollen on your nose.
A gentle summer breeze, a walk down by the calming trees,
Lifting burdens from the longest day, finding solace when feeling dismayed.
As you cast your cares in the crystal pool of dreams,
Hoping to find and enchanted mind,
In living thoughts downstream.
If knowledge is the door,
Then wisdom is the key,
The joy that can be found,
In all eternity.
By Robert Fischer
Copyright 2009
Endless Thoughts and time of yesteryear ,
The darkness of a trial and garnish of a fear.
A small hint of hope, a hero to be found,
When you are hanging from a rope, a truth of hopeful sound.
The supple fragrance that cometh from a rose,
From days of spring, the birds do sing, to pollen on your nose.
A gentle summer breeze, a walk down by the calming trees,
Lifting burdens from the longest day, finding solace when feeling dismayed.
As you cast your cares in the crystal pool of dreams,
Hoping to find and enchanted mind,
In living thoughts downstream.
If knowledge is the door,
Then wisdom is the key,
The joy that can be found,
In all eternity.
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