Someone, Somewhere, Has a Broken Heart

This morning, inside church ... song, Word, and Spirit
Outside ... golden sun, new buds, old rocks, meditate before the next breeze -
Hesitant to dance, or sing through tall grasses and trees?
For exiles too numberless, more than those who left Egypt with Moses,
Stare from tiny windows: exiled from joys this Earth holds before Heaven

(c) 20170326, A. Deo with Shalom Blessings for Everyone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Ricci Avatar
April 6, 2017 at 9:33 AM
Hello Anil. How true your title. Yes, heavy hearts and souls are walking about and right in front of us as well. Your thoughts are timeless and I very much liked the incorporation of Egypt and Moses to make your message heard. May all souls and hearts be free and whole. Well done
Melody Lightning Ink Avatar
March 28, 2017 at 3:01 PM
Great poem. Palatable like soup in my mouth.
Deo Avatar
March 28, 2017 at 8:01 PM
Much appreciated my Brother Charles M. L. Ink (you name may have a MLKing link, LOL)
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