Majestic Touch 

I hear the wind that blows the leaves

Clearing my path in this quiescent eve

Sound that accompanies me towards my way

Keeping me still while it takes the leaves away
It sweeps everything and widens my path

Like a promise of security when no one else can

It solace my heart with its majestic touch

I couldn’t even see it but I feel it so much
It welcomes my soul despite of its intangibility

I can feel it , for it is always here within me

In this world what matters is what we feel in our hearts

Love that brings comfort even if two souls are apart

Author Eureka Bianzon Robey

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