Mystical Moonlight

MYSTCAL MOONLIGHT Intoxicating, breathtaking. Silvery foreshadows of innocence  The birthplace of my poetry. It's starlight, of tides and times. Moonlight and God are spinning The perfect poetic chrysalis, Of dreams and peace. As His existence always is. Above the clouds He does not sleep. But love and miracles does He keep. Alas, to many, He is but a joke. Lonely,ill and confused, they grumble, Deaf to His help and eternal whisperings, The Creator of this universe and our eternal King, 12/11/2020
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Proxenos Avatar
December 12, 2020 at 5:38 AM
Love and miracles, he always keeps, I couldn't agree with you more 'He' is my best friend and one I talk to often, and yet I know people who never say a bad word about anyone, help without letting their name be known, give more than they ever expect to get, yet are confused and want questions answered . I have more respect for someone like this, than someone who pretends to be what they are not. He is 'The Creator of this universe and our eternal King.' Hugs Panagiota mou, Jenn.
Romios Avatar
December 13, 2020 at 6:35 PM
Hi Jennifer mou... Judging people was fun for me when younger. The olderI get, I know God is the final arbiter. He does not need my input on any soul but mine. Will be at your poetry site tomorrow. Be well....Panagiota xx
Cunningham Avatar
December 11, 2020 at 11:46 AM
He is indeed the spark that ignites us. Tom
Romios Avatar
December 11, 2020 at 7:57 PM
Tom. From Pangie..sorry so late in responding. 9pm Pst thanks.
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