Psalm 29:11 An Afterthought
Daylight brightens this dark dwelling place
Dusk is approaching
I leave some space
Inside my soul
Luminescences exist
Creating a lull
I will not resist
Peace is more than a feeling I’ve known
It has a name
A distinctive moan
Listening closely I follow its call
Hearing the truth
I avoid another dangerous fall
Copyright © Autumn Rose Wood | Year Posted 2008
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