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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Mystic Rose's Poem Stars Are Our Link To The Great Beyond And God Himself I watch the splendor of a shooting star and breathe the beauty of a hum-guitar Her light in flight is like a million lanterns on a cooling night I dream awhile beneath the tarp of heaven then close my eyes & slowly count to seven I wish in true for souls renew and soon I’m covered in night’s dew I loose the mind and pry his realm it`s an expedience of God’s mystic dream When free I see the beauty of his creation for all eternity I watch the splendor of a bird in flight and breathe the beauty of a blessed night His wings they sing to me of freedom, and all a night can bring; If only we can learn to sing Like a Cardinal on a string! Written by: Mystic Rose June 24, 2015 *********************************** My Answer... I see the shooting star fall from the sky and hear the melody of a guitar drift by Strings played I prayed until the pitch night sky faded and grayed. I counted the stars and fell into peaceful sleep dreaming of my Shepherd. I, one of His sheep His mercy mild I am His child in a perfect world where no one is beguiled My mind sees the wonders of His new world where love among everyone will be unfurled Paradise waits where no one hates there'll be no more sickness and death abates I wake to the beauty of dawn's early beams and recall the mystic splendor of my dreams I am so blessed to be possessed of my unyielding faith, which I've expressed For those who are tired of feeling stressed God will end the struggles of the oppressed **************************** April 16th, 2016 Mystic Rose's Answer Me Contest
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