18.10.2023
Anne-Lise Andresen Copyright © All Rights Reserved
She swiped the lipstick across her lips even if everyday life seemed hopeless The path through flowers and weeds twisted in different directions pale meager illusions God knows she is exhausted Faith, prayer for grace and hope With eyes fixed on the sky she kneels divine to the earth Abandoned as a glow worm in the dark so many walks in this labyrinth Meek and humble to change directions Black sheep also have wool Dear God, send down an angel with the cross of truth, Amen
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