I sometimes sit and ponder, what all this means to me -The world, my home, my hopes and joys all pale in sight of thee. What has come upon me, so sudden and yet foretold, what shall become of me, when the feeling does grow old? Melancholy, maybe, but in still my soul, a kind of contentment enthralls me and keeps me ever bold…
Namaste ~ Ella
For more poetic musings (inspired by the imagery that sparks my lyrical mind) please visit my Tumblr : Dream Wanderings. ~ Image credit can be found there as well.
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