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Happy Risen Day
No greater Gulf between hell and I
Perhaps the rupturing twilight
could speak
For I never saw a man with holes in both hands and still be alive
Betrayed for pennies of fear
Ah-that Christ must die
watching the dust
settle, under seeds that
refuse to do any thinking of growing
For I never saw a man on fire and not be turned to ash
weakened by devicely
pleasures,
the serpents’ crawl
bitten with just one kiss
I pray to understand
these wages of sin has given dollars of death that do not spend
Upheaving Justice, that suppose our souls, wern’t worth the saving!
Here I am -again,
if we can’t overcome
and we can’t ever overstand,
Then what’s a man gotta do to get a little water his thirst!
For I never saw a man whose only kingdom was the cross
Some men have it all, some are lost,
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Dear Sky, the earth woke up the dead
to witness its creator between two thieves/ atonement for all you see
a resurrection of love, a timeless plea – to give in exchange for me.~K.M.
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To be more than a writer. To thrive. To shape my world in happiness, dance in the showers of creativity and never stop to ask why. It was dreaming of a life unscathed – walking into the midst of a morning’s’ bloom, knowing life’s renewed force bids me come closer and drink from the healing leaves of joy.~K.M.
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The revolving doors of freedom swing
mightily, like a silk purse spun on
the webs of me.~K.M.
photo Pixabay.com here is the extended audio version: thanks for listening/ reading blessings:
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The windows of daylight
are upon us-
the wayward night’s asleep/
suddenly there is peace.~K.M.
Krissy Mosley Ministries 