rising in the silence,
sweeping softly
on April -winds
leaping bountifully in all that life is,
bushy-tail and wide open sky
serenade our prayer meetings
with cherry evergreens
on the wings of evening
affirming a
renewed-resurgence
I relax on the
precipice of peace
I release my need to worry
I lean into paradise
paradise leans into me
after the cross , there is glory
after the cold winter there is spring
after the weeping-waters
there is joy in the morning
Poet: Krissy Mosley2022
thank you kindly Lori 💙💙💙💙💜💜💜💜😊 yes indeed joy in the morning!
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Amen 💙💙💙
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You are welcome, poetess Krissy.
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This is beautiful, Krissy. You are an excellent writer of poetry. I particularly like the lines, “after the cross, there is glory, after the cold winter there is spring, after the weeping-waters, there is joy in the morning.” Delightful words. Thank you for sharing this. Ellie x ❤ ❤
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What a beautiful delivery of transformation from worry to weeping to joy to peace. I love this Krissy. What a powerful presentation of renewal my friend. 🤗🌺🌞✨😊💖
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