Written in response to Brenda’s Sunday Whirl. where the prompt words are:
greed tragedy despair presence walk calm strings earth all spirit vibrating heart
Here’s my take!
In shadows cast by greed’s cold hand,
A tragedy unfolds across the land,
Despair’s deep whisper fills the air,
Yet presence whispers, always there.
We walk through storms with steady grace,
Finding calm within the race,
Strings of hope, a gentle tune,
Binding earth beneath the moon.
All around, the spirit’s glow,
Vibrating life begins to grow,
Within the heart’s unspoken art,
Resides the strength to heal and start.
Though darkness tries to pull apart,
The light remains within the heart,
A sacred dance of earth and soul,
Where love and peace will make us whole.
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