Who knows where we all are bound?
The earth spins on without a sound
And countless troubles also spin
Around the minds which try to win
Each day a story, something new
And yet what changes, in your view?
Think of the biggest picture now
The one your mind can just allow
Of course not all can see the gears
The ones well-oiled through all the years
Whilst trapped in games beyond our dreams
Mankind will suffer, so it seems
So tread with care when seeking more
Surprises lie and wait in store
The curtain stays, 'though strong winds blow
Beyond the veil are those who know
(c) Simon J. Halliday 2014
http://www.mysteriousbooks.co.uk
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Reviewed by DM Yates (Reader)
Reviewed on February 9, 2014
Oh, I really love the last two lines. Very good, as usual.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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