25. Bless Poem by Eugene Issaus
25. Bless
The crystals left behind
Glittering before your eyes
Under the bright sunlight
Gradually dissolving
into a gently flowing stream.
Get a sip of the water.
It’s the taste of wisdom.
Wish.
The stardust left behind
Glimmering before your eyes
Under the tranquill sky
Gradually merging
into a gently caressing wind.
Get a sip of the air.
It’s the taste of hope.
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