I If it gleam,the wakeful spirit which the purest In mine own fill of ecstasy daring to swell, Tho' be the waning night whose fading's blast- Find anew a song the ... Read More
The wind was blowing strands of my hair all over my face.I could not see what lay beyond me as my vision was blurred due to tears.I was enveloped by darkness as I knelt down.Pain ripped through my ... Read More