forgottenmeadows

thoughts from my mind to yours


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Ancient Oceans

The distant sounds

of ancient oceans

drift through my mind

like echoes of answers

to prayers

long forgotten

poetry and image copyright 2015 neha

poetry and image copyright 2015 neha

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Wings

Wandering past the windswept meadows …
she felt as though she was floating on a cloud,
the smell of sunshine awoke her senses,
she saw every colour, and heard, every sound
And In the midst of it all, she felt the little tingles
that touched her from head to toe…
She closed her eyes and heard butterfly whispers,
it gave her wings in her dreams and so much more.

free image from pinterest credit goes to original photographer

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