SphereA Poem by Stacy Purvis
With bated breath, beating heart, and opened mind,
We take our journey through space and time. Encapsulated, spinning, and drifting fast, The emptiness growing with each transversal blast. And in the darkest confines we see, The tiniest Light begins forming, slowly, then Universally. Our hopes and prayers are realized here, And illuminated, uniformly within the great suspended Sphere © 2017 Stacy PurvisFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorStacy PurvisColumbus, OHAboutAltruistic Enigmatic Polymath | Writer, Poet, Actress, Musician, EMT, CNA, Phlebotomist. I'm an Artist. I paint pictures of the verbal kind.☕️❤️ 333 more..Writing
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