Not Yet...
As invisible as a spinning propeller,
An unseen force,
A quiet thing of power,
Mighty change upon my winds.
I can't give voice just now,
Yet hope is rising like the Sun,
A thing perhaps good,
Intangible at my fingertips.
If the reality comes,
Then,
Only then,
May I speak...
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 09/06/2017
As invisible as a spinning propeller,
An unseen force,
A quiet thing of power,
Mighty change upon my winds.
I can't give voice just now,
Yet hope is rising like the Sun,
A thing perhaps good,
Intangible at my fingertips.
If the reality comes,
Then,
Only then,
May I speak...
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
(C) 09/06/2017
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