DEAR LOVE.


Feathered creation
'tis of agitation thy
a guest be, disorientated,
seeking, searching rest
and peace. Come,
DEAR ONE....with
crooning voice I
encourage thee,
let harm not befall thee.
With sorrow I see thy
attempts of safe haven
seeked, come DEAR LOVE
'tis of no harm I approach
thee; 'tis thy safety I seek.
Come, DEAR LOVE and
be at peace, rest awhile
and then in joyous flight
set free.
= An event that brought to mind,
how often do we spurn those
in need of a moment of peace
and rest?=
©️PSA 26/11/21.


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