Electrical dreams are manifested,
Breaking down failures,
Sprouting in faith-
We are tiny miracles.
Over troubled winds –
Thriving through and through,
The sky will lift her sagging breast.
Tidbits of love will pour out – they’ll say it’s rain.
Sparks of laughter will cry and peace will come again.
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words by VisionarieKindness©2016
Comforting and full of hope … Have a blessed week<3
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I love the new look and feel to your blog, Krissy Marie! Kudos! And in this poem, I particularly like the lines:
“The sky will lift her sagging breast.
Tidbits of love will pour out – they’ll say it’s rain.”
There is a divinity in these lines. The feeling here reminds me of my work-in-progress, which speaks to women and our breasts. I would love to include these lines somewhere in the book, which is a bit into the near future, but on the physical plane in my heart. My work should connote Eve Ensler’s The Vagina Monologues!
A well crafted poem indeed!
Claudia
xoxo
Krissy Mosley Ministries 
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