What shall we say to each other’s face,
When there is no grace but, solely, our own faith?
How do we indulge, at times, in a stand-alone chance?
If we cannot resist the life’s greatest quest and we dream to reach neverland..
Undeniably, there is an enjoyable stage,
A ride of a wistfully shade of a tangible place,
Where forever is nothing but a selfless torch,
Raised flawlessly on an everlasting porch.
About the Creator
Cristina Pomana
Sometimes I feel that I live between worlds, where all creation flows through me and I get to be nothing but pure eternity.
Some other times, it just feels like I am an eternal moment of becoming.
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