Whisper Through the Void #Poem #Painting by Nikos Laios

 

It is in
Moments
Of solitude
That I hear
The wind whisper
Through the void
That your absence has left;
A desecration of the heart
And an absence of love
Has left a dry desolation,
A winter wasteland
Waiting for spring,
Waiting for renewal,
Of love which gives
Meaning and marks
Our mortality through
The annals of time,
And I hear the wind
Whisper your name,
And I remember.

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With a digital painting from Nikos Laios

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