Into the caverns of space and time
we are the keepers of great stories
like priceless jewels
buried in dark layers of soil and stone
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refreshing, A. & what stories we hold in the deep of our cores...refined into diamonds over the years..? i'd like to think.
Aisha. It is ironic that I just commented on your poem, ''The way you smell'' UR 2 counted in.
This is beautiful. I don't count myself as one of those you mention, but I am honoured to be among them! Peace, Aisha
We are the custodians not just of past success but bear the burden of mistakes from which we never learn.Why should we not be optimistic and encourage our contemporaries to continue and wear the mantel of our Best endeavours. You are singing my tune Adrienne. Respect - Sid John.