The Holy Spirit
It emerges like thunder
Without the noise
It formulates like snow
Without the coldness
Assessing itself
It sings like a bird
Without the notes
It proceed like a lady
Without the heels
Laying the foundation
It overwhelms like warmth
Without the blanket
It emphasis like the clicks
Without the tongue
The touch is felt
Copyright © Sibusisiwe LETA Ncede | Year Posted 2019
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