"Look at the calm, forest glade,
The green light, filtering breeze,
The morning mist and haze,
The scent of the endless seas.
Yet when hope, in hope unlost,
And trust beyond all measures,
Is granted with but the cost,
Of wicked mean's pleasures.
But your love from above,
Is with no limits alike a forest,
And it descends like a dove,
My worries are now finished.
For to give hope and hope to gain,
Yes, life will never be the same."
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Poetry
PoesíaThis is my poetry. In here you will find poems concerning the world, Christ, beauty, hope, devastation, love, humour, and more. Please reader, delve into the world of a teenage writer's poetry.
