REBLOG: ‘Strolling through a Poem’ by Michele Lee

Poem: In the mystical mist vision is limited but the possibilities are endless The mist whispers the promise of poets who scribble furiously and endlessly lines that give meaning to living and dying The lovers breathe it in every molecule, a thousand poetry collections every inhale, a tsunami of emotions Merging and morphing blending and… Continue reading REBLOG: ‘Strolling through a Poem’ by Michele Lee