Quiet

Let us quiet the roar of our mind with temples pressed  soft against thought 
with hands folded nicely together let us wash away everything that needs blot
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Ashley Avatar
April 15, 2020 at 9:45 AM
Indeed. Your contemplative poem is so beautifully expressed.. I especially loved; 'temples pressed soft against thought' -there is such captivating musing and artistry in your work, Pixie. Warmest wishes always,my friend.. ~Susan
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April 4, 2020 at 7:23 AM
Lovely and timely lines Pixie, hugs and well wishes, xomo
Roper Avatar
April 4, 2020 at 1:38 AM
Beautiful prayer, Pixie. We all need to pray in this time of crisis. No one knows what locus has been turn lose. Hugs sweet lady
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