#YearningEchoes

In the utter silence of night’s commencement,
Where shadows move gently and gracefully,
There is a want within her; it calls silently.

The yearning for dreams to be free in free worlds
A heart that longs for distant shores,
For whispered tales, for ancient lore,
Beyond the stars, beyond the sky,
A yearning deep, an endless sigh.

It’s in the breath of morning’s dew. In...