What did Scott Hastie mean by: Nothing that truly matters Can ever evaporate, Be excised, Burnt out of your soul. - Scott Hastie Copy
+ On the canvas of life, Every sweep of the brush matters, Counts for something. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Brushes, Canvas, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ The searing light of morning Asks unwelcome questions, Fragile hopes soon blistered by daylight. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Fragile, Light, Morning, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ Ultimately not one amongst us Will ever be denied that, The glimmer of a chance to shine. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Chance, Denied, Shining, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ Everyday can be extraordinary And ripe, Like a flower burst, If the will is there. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Everyday, Extraordinary, Flower, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ Sublime moments refracted, Even if only for seconds, Caught forever in your soul. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Soul, Sublime, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ A permanent path That, once illuminated, Goes ever onward – a way home. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Home, Path, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ The light needs only our trust And, of course, the darkness To work its eternal alchemy. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Darkness, Light, 0 - Scott Hastie
+ Sense how Even the smooth stones ache With stories of their own In the shuddering light of day. Feraz Zeid, January 10, 2024January 10, 2024, Scott Hastie, Light, Stones, Stories, 0 - Scott Hastie
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