“Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”
― Jalaluddin Rumi
Thoughts like prayers,
reach to the heavens.
Arrows fly
to descend on dwellings.
Hearts united
across the seas.
To catch compassion
in the breeze.
A caring whisper
between the miles,
and hope recovers
through the trials.
They touch the inner parts
in peace.
Kindness and
stillness are released.
And even when we’re
far from sight,
beautiful words
light up the night.
©AllysoAlly2017
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Wow.. this was beautiful! 👌
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You are so kind, thank you! 🙂
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Beautiful indeed “and even when we’re far from sight beutiful word, light up thee night”
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Thank you, Abrie. 🙂
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Lovely poem, Ally.
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Thank you for you kind words, Eugenia. I appreciate your support! 🙂
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