Krissy Mosley Ministries

Rivers Fly

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My babies

I know grace, like I know things fallen, and rivers fly- carrying a raging love.

I know hurt like things dying, and rivers fly -carrying a raging love

She’s a mother and a child

Mother of a saint

son of preacher man

my friend,

 

haven’t been good -much

losing love, I’ve lost touch

 

walking through the world, shoes on backward

looking at the sun, upside down…

combing through the rivers, searching for a raging love

Mother’s hold your daughters,

father’s love your son

its the only raging love 🙂

kindness sis. krissy

 

 

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  1. loristrawn Avatar
    loristrawn

    This one feels like a song, especially with that rhyming couplet in the middle!

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    1. Visionariekind Avatar
      Visionariekind

      yes, it felt like that to me, I guess it was something stuck in my head – just scratching at it:- ) thank you for saying so – now I don’t feel crazy lol

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      1. loristrawn Avatar
        loristrawn

        Not at all! I was kind of humming along as I read it!

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      2. Shell DeToni Avatar
        Shell DeToni

        I’m certain you are not crazy. Creative, yes!

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      3. Visionariekind Avatar
        Visionariekind

        thank you Shell DeToni I’m grateful for that 🙂

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    2. Shell DeToni Avatar
      Shell DeToni

      Yes! I agree, it does flow like a song. That’s a great observation.

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