Stirring | Poem

The opening doesn’t have to be huge.

If you tilt your head, the view is immense.

And one can flood the eyes of visionary’s

And one can implore the mind of possibilities

I, envision thousands of people moving time

in the wakening of air and molecules.

Destined for greatness.

Stirring | Poem | Linda J Wolff


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