Monday 14 December 2015

The Inner voice.

When the world seems devoid of life and colour,
When the leaves are awash in the first shower
After the clouds have melted and moved over,
When the cowardly wind has fled to run for cover;
Or when the sun is out to prove his mighty power
When the bees have retreated into their bower,
Is when I perceive your presence, like a latent lover...

You flourish within me, like a blooming flower,
Or loom above me like a flaming tower;
You tear my soul, when my feelings are sour,
You are my lovely devil, with a fiery glower;
You are my watch-dog, every waking hour,
For you are my soul-mate, my conscience, my hidden power...



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