1:
Snowfall on the tide,
Gleaming whiteness in pride;
As stormier shores try hide,
Know that in purity you can confide.
2:
Un-cracked pavements:
Of subliminal afterthoughts,
Of sins,
Of virtue;
Virtuous paths of righteousness.
3:
Flames:
Burning a hole in freedom’s reign,
Extinguished by downpour of rain,
And the light of atoned sins.
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Very Nice.
Thanks ever so much:-)!!!