my arch enemy is nothing, without the cares of this world
suffering to suffice,
wondering, does she have the same yearning to be free?
candid grace to forgive
giving fences just mend, mind over matter
if we should gather sister’s circle
caress ,pressing pain to purpose
sage to burning
stroke gently this yearning
sit, in this body of being
nothing more than a pause
watch, the rain clouds clap loudly
undress, their pregnant mantras
even they, surrender
Poet Krissy Mosley 20222
Krissy Mosley Ministries 
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