SOLITUDE
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SOLITUDE

The blue sky

With the cotton clouds

Caught my soul

And read God’s poem


The soft breeze

A love song to my ears

I parked my car

I have to enjoy this repertoire



In the humdrum of life

I often forget to enjoy this silence

Silence that saved me in every strife

And the Architect’s benevolence


Taking a deep breath, I revved

My car into first gear

I am renewed strengthened

Other miles, I have no fear

Ferdinand N Cortez

Information and Advocacy Specialist at Department of Agriculture

8 年

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Vanessa Eden P Holden

Unit Head at Presidential Security Group

8 年

I love solitude* Therapeutic. I drive with my gun beside me and. . . .

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