In Hampstead Heath
I was alone...
I never crossed the path,
Instead, I stood in front of post,
And thought about the past.
The evil creatures threatened me
The angels flew above,
I knew Your Love
Was all in me
And learned that
Pain had passed.
The shades of poets in the dark
Were watching me that night
I was inspired and revived
By gazes and delight,
Those voices sounded alive
They called, amused
And sang the prayer
Of Thanksgiving song
The hymn 'My eyes have seen'.
My wings were forced
With mighty dreams,
With confidence and glee..
I flew with courage, flew with hope
Above the Hampstead Heath
to be continued...
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Станислав Видов 05.12.2025 18:40 Заявить о нарушении
Благодарю Вас за отзыв, мне очень приятно и радостно, что моё произведение вдохновляет. Я взаимно желаю Вам творческого вдохновения и новых прекрасных произведений во славу Творца!
От всей души.
Екатерина
Екатерина Мурзич 2 06.12.2025 15:31 Заявить о нарушении