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As victory courses through our veins, yet hidden within
we can grasp a few lines,
discovering our light
and even a piece of hope
realizing
scars really can lose their power,
loosing control, or any influence at all
over who we are now.
Each of us river,
in our own right.
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I have a number of new readers now, and wanted to say thank you to this special group of people…..so thank you!
You really have made my blogging experience wonderful. I’m so glad you’re here!
And to my long time readers you’re so amazing, thank you once again!
Peace.
More poetry coming soon!
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In the royalty of purple, in her presence really
old wounds are silenced
while memories
of scars fade away.
Healing through color
and light.
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Within the expanse of our time and the light we’ve been given,
we hold in our hearts
the creating of new life.
Each day we can choose, to make a positive impact
on each other.
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Having rejected the blood of kings, and thrones, and swords called devils, he had always embraced the wind.
So he stood there, on top of the mountain with his arms outstretched and a mist in his eyes, remembering
the light he’d been given. And that his heart really could soar, in spite of the violence….. of our world.
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Iris came to visit recently, but she’s very sensitive
and gentle, so try not to stare,
And when she’s dressed
in purple,
she’s a little shy.
Note: These are Iris flowers.
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As we turn towards the encouragement of the sun,
strengthened words will flow
into our hearts and minds
until they take shape escaping
as a poem
or a prayer.
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