Little angelA Poem by Florin Dragoș Minculescu
This little angel is sitting in a room of glass.
It doesn't fly, It doesn't know it can. This little candle is sitting next to angel's room. It doesn't burn, It doesn't know it can. This little angel falls in love with this little candle. The candle starts to burn. This little candle is dreaming of flying. The fire is giving wings to little candle. The little angel is crying for it's burning love. The angel has learned to fly. © 2022 Florin Dragoș Minculescu |
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Added on February 1, 2022 Last Updated on February 1, 2022 Tags: Spirituality, Religion, Mindfulness, Life AuthorFlorin Dragoș MinculescuBucharest, Sector 2, RomaniaAboutI got something to say about the silence from within. more..Writing
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