Her name, her identity, why does it change? Blue as the truth, as a living sea. Sure as a shade of a lone way strange, Faint and estranged the life mystery. Deep within the heart of a lone bird, Lifting its perilous pall of air Black and mock and silent and unheard, Soft in the tomb of a dark despair. Death has the gleam of the morning light. Earth is a memory of the night; Before the sun of earth is alight; See, the bright sun comes in our sight! Pale is the sky in its purple shine. White comes the day with its silent eye. Wild and solitaire! thy soul divine! Here in the tomb the great hope must die. Still in the tomb the great hope is spread, Waiting the hour for which it bloomed! Yet, though the gardener blend, it bled, Gave a soft sigh to the lipless tomb. Inspired by Georgia Douglas Johnson. I hope you liked the poem don't forget to like, share, comment save and review my podcast. #instagramreels #reelsindia #reelkarofeelkaro❤ #reelkaro #reelitfeelit🧚🏼♀️ #reelitfeelit #shayarireels#motivationquote #motivationdaily #motivationalspeaker #motivationforlife #motivationalwords #motivationoftheday #inspirationalwords #inspirationalquotes #relations #moveforward #relationships --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/shreyamusings/message
