Redeemed
The rushing winds of change pulsing through the boughs of Autumns
fragment light
bring the pastel leaves to a theatrical ballet
Lying in a tapestry of love woven of silken dream
I rise to my feet calling to the heavens to be redeemed
Copyright © Rick Parise | Year Posted 2023
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