There
is a flow
to nourish
the bones of my story
Her singing bowls have just
begun a morning’s ring…
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(credit image taken by: Charles E. Tate)
Upon grainy sands
she numbered them
Not alone
Thousand waves of heat
Not alone
though dark days come
Not alone
Wet and in despair
Lonely but not alone
A simple comfort
in distant friends
not alone
there is a path
carved out just for me
Visionariekindness 2015
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When the curtains fade
and there are no ques
to do it right
don’t stop dancing…
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(image credit photo: November rain- http://majamaki.com/2012/11/november-rain/ )
My soul
emerged – east of the Nile river
deeper – in the Red sea
Nesting in the wilderness
Hatching in milk and honey
I fastened my shoes in Passover
Borrowed gold, exchanged my foreign speech,
not bruised, marked or curse
Yet-upright my soul stood proudly
My soul has a name in Canaan- that’s mighty sweet.
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She has flown beyond the cusp of the sun
her wings,her tears,her call,her eyes
navigate between the sky and I
miraculous splendor to share in microspec
earthly bread – reach heaven’s gate
and return
with
ease…
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(image by Deleana Strohl)
There is a holiness
kindling
the smallest act
of kindness…
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Sunshine in my heart
Hope in my spirit
Love in my view
Faith in my walk
Kindness in my hands -
To fill my shoes with gladness
To leap and fly
To run and never look back
To find value amongst the living…
And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom– Elizabeth Appell-http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/e/elizabeth_appell.html
Recently changed kneal1 Poetry to VisionarieKindness: finding my stride-enjoy!!!
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She
released her
perching
Shadow.
Krissy Mosley Ministries 