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FROM MY ROOF GARDEN. PICTURE TAKEN BY ME. (c)

Afraid I Am Not

Afraid I am not my Lord for I know that my ways are guided by your divine precepts!






© Demetrios Trifiatis
         7 July 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Lamoureux Avatar
July 10, 2016 at 10:36 AM
You truly have nothing to fear.
Devnath  Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 5:27 PM
Excellent truth my lovely genius friend. Each and every poems are glittering valuable gems. You are a great philosopher. Loved always, bl
Trifiatis Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 5:39 PM
You so kind and generous my dearest friend, BLD! Thank you so very much for the nobility of the heart!
Y. Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 3:13 PM
Hi Demetrios, You have penned some wise and beautiful words. I enjoy your lovely pictures. A Big seven. :-) Alexis
Trifiatis Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 4:45 PM
Alexis my dear friend, how wonderful your visit is. Thank you so much for your good and kind words!
Andresen Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 12:02 PM
- The flowers and your words are written as divine like the stars of heaven - Lovely written, dear friend - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Trifiatis Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 3:00 PM
Thank you for liking my flowers and my writing dearest, Anne-Lise. You so precious. Hugs!
Nance Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 9:02 AM
Wonderful words and beautiful photograph, you are a gardener of flowers and wisdom :)
Trifiatis Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 2:54 PM
So wonderful to see you again dear, Casarah! Thank you for your noble visit and comment!
Smith Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 7:42 AM
Another simple truth that speaks volumes. Too complicated for some unfortunately. Like the way you can encapsulate so much while writing so little. Some thing to learn from. Live long and prosper David still in NZ
Trifiatis Avatar
July 7, 2016 at 7:55 AM
Thank you so much my good friend, David! As I have told you before "Truth becomes complicated because men are unable to understand it. When one understands it becomes simple." How far are you from Queenstown or Christchurch dear David?
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