I rose early today. I waited patiently
for the sky to unfold its glory and
spread its light. But the sky remained
stubbornly overcast and no golden light
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The sky today... was a locked room. —Cool, Daniel! A great image because of its simplicity and what it vividly conveys. Appreciatively, Glen
Where Has the Angel Voice Gone? - - - - -Sometimes I also ask this question as I feel its absence.- - -Your poem is the answer- - - - - - It is in our heart we hold the sun's warmth which rises every morning to inspire us.