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The Empaths Rest

Empath's agonized days of tears, when children die and humanity suffers, their hearts heave and grieve. The empaths rest as angels hover, In the starry presence of God. A balm for their lament, to sleep, to dream, of a peaceful Earth, of more benevolence come morning. ~

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Gershon Wolf

Date: 1/30/2025 8:50:00 PM

Empathize... Catalyze... Baptise... Realize! (Not exactly what you might expect from me; but I find only good in 'Peace on Earth; goodwill toward men!') ~ gw

Regina Elliott
Date: 2/2/2025 4:56:00 AM

Thank you, Gershon. All these earthquakes all over the world make me wonder. A pleasant Sunday to you and your family.

Tom Woody

Date: 1/30/2025 9:35:00 AM

And a new earth is coming, sooner than many think - Matthew 5:5; 6:10; 24:14

Regina Elliott
Date: 2/2/2025 4:53:00 AM

Thank you, Tom, for stopping by to read and comment on my empath poem. All these earthquakes all over the world make me wonder. God's blessings to you. :)