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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I am… Washing a stormy night clean, its promise this empty grave, where sunshine suddenly erases the shadows, who sigh like dejected, broken tears, surfacing in the dewdrops, lifting the darkness of a night, before the blessings, before the trembling silence started to bleed hope through the tangerine sun, rising, fading the sparkling whispers of cloud songs, remembering to linger on the petals, a still rose, breathless and beautiful, reasoning with the mourning, when death, caught up in the risky duties, feelings, black and fragile – like ink, poured out gently, on the empty pages, full of lessons, full of grace, full of the moments before hearts were set ablaze, by the infernos of yesterdays, before memories were the only real thanks, for wonderful moments, heartfelt passions, bleeding into the heart flooding the life with light, soft light… resting on the edges of a life, flowing through the air, like sandcastles, hemorrhaging into the sea’s sprays, swelling the distance, hallucinating – wings, soaring on the air, we breathe promises, His grace, stills the darkest fears, releasing the moments before light seeped through the shadows, caressing the music, feelings, kissing away the past, where hues of black evaporate beneath the songs, washing the earth in melodies, tender like the heart, but, never as tangible, never as pure, sincere, genuine… lasting, nearly weeping, life milks the still, reflections, deep and warm, secreted in the soul, infested with memories, glowing like the glistening gaze stars clinging to the night, nocturnal whispers, blessing the moments with wishes, sweet yearnings, for a time when echoes of light were merely hearts, beating for the everlasting, peace that sighs, sings, silences, every dark thing – serenity who soothes the spirit intimate, naked to the pain, releasing its tears into the depths of a prayer… never forget, always remember, where grace frees, there are none so grateful, as the hearts, burdened by sins, forever yoked by the heaviest loads, evil who has been – the shadow within, but the devil who is known, by his horns, horns who stab the hopes – regrets, stabbing like those horns, depend on the one who can’t believe… even me,… yes, even me – love, poured out by the One who forgives it all, this love can save my soul – even my soul, the soul who can see, beyond the fears, beyond the tears, and beyond all those years, there is mercy, peace, compassion, brought to those who simply believe in Him, the King who won the war with grief, the King who tore the veil between God and me, the King who restored the love that could save me from me… with a heart who agrees to simply believe, there is a balance of hope and faith, a beautiful that seeks to save, a miracle that causes me to praise, forever, the One who has made a way, through the desert of my darkness, through the destruction of my heartbreak, through the decisions that have fought me… with a heart who believes… I am finally free to see – I can finally see, this love that He has poured into me!
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