A Wealth Beyond Poem by mark anthony st. rose
A Wealth Beyond
There is a wealth that fades within the bound,
with a clock that ticks faces round.
A knowledge that whispers abode beyond,
with a well that springs its timeless pond.
Silence deep whispers within the heart,
surface noise screams distorts the chart.
And souls are strangled within the din,
to fail to uncover the silence man's only sin.
copyright@ by Mark Anthony St. Rose. All rights reserved.
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