Harbingers
Harbingers
Harbingers
Pregnant pauses
Which shape thoughts
In color of expectations
To Recreate
A future
I often stop
To think
Would it have been different
If the messenger
Had not appeared
At that destined moment?
Harbingers
Pregnant pauses
Which shape thoughts
In color of expectations
To Recreate
A future
I often stop
To think
Would it have been different
If the messenger
Had not appeared
At that destined moment?