Some Might Say

Like beacons from the hour glass memories remind me of the past twilight dwells in the wind whispers echo, where I should begin

Some Might Say

Like beacons from the hour glass
Memories remind me of the past
Twilight dwells in the wind
Whispers echo, where I should begin

Like the stars above, the echoed moon
Basking in the light June
Softly how the stars appear
Reminds me that I shouldn't fear

Some might say I've lost my way
Perhaps I should, but couldn't stray

For there's a light that dwells deep inside of me
Call it life or love for liberty
Silent whispers silver threads
Alone I whisper in my head

Sometimes howls the winds blow
Whispers only, thoughts I show
Seamlessly the clouds appear
Silent whispers disappear

Poem By Darryn John Murphy

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