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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Line of inquiry: “as we passed her she did wilt which caused in us sense of guilt since our stance perhaps did cause to put her heart’s joy on pause though we’re gentle, not hostile we diminished her soul’s smile since our aura as she viewed scent of love did not exude” While springtime presses in on my thoughts, forcing me to believe that even the stillness the clingy silence who drenches my spirit in rhythms of non-regret, rhythms of pure peace releasing my soul from the fading feelings, the emotions that store up broken dreams, broken hearts, brokenness – like books to read, someday – when the time is right, when I don’t feel so lonesome when I hear the words they write, the stories they tell – about going through hell. While springtime pours out her dew drenched feelings, blessings so gentle, reflecting, sentimental praying faithfully to the One who created the winds and the sea, the music so sweet, resting against the silence in lingering shades of melancholy blue black Decembers relieve my spirit, restoring me to the heart of spring, where I bleed with truth, intimate stories, pouring from the night, where stars glisten and the moon listens revealing the way it is when death descends, like a friend. While springtime delays my despair, the desperation beyond compare, dread that feeds on the overcast skies in blue gray, welcoming the mysterious haze, releasing me from the time before my soul would find the meaning of this life, not in springtime or December not in the seas or the trembling breeze not in the seeds of thought we remember No – it is found in the beautiful knowing where my soul keeps going, growing in waves of light, reflections so bright the stars can’t glisten loud enough the night can’t see the cloudless, love the moments are bound up in hope trusting the One who came to save the One whose grace God gave the One who is life the One who is the sacrifice… teaching each soul, to let go – to let go to surrender to His love, to believe this God above who reaches out to us, assuring and renewing completing out lives with a love that is alive a love that can heal and feel and is so real a love that comes from knowing the One whose love is flowing from the spirit of grace, His never ending grace! Oh, Sweet Love! Sweet GRACE!
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