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the tender rush

cracks formed in stone I'd thought long hardened the heart spilling out meekly first, before the tender rush into brilliant light radiant, hot, dangerous the brilliance of your love shines upon my spilling heart and sets my mind aglitter with little joys and little worries sets my mind spinning when you are afar and yet when you are near mind and heart are lucid, clear as a cloudless night

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Beata Agustin

Date: 2/4/2025 10:01:00 PM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Quoth Theraven

Date: 2/1/2025 10:54:00 PM

The finer things you bring with you, not carry as baggage. Though some may not, I'd suggest try to keep that tenderness close. Wear it as a second skin. But what do I know. -Richard

mou col
Date: 2/1/2025 11:27:00 PM

Thank you, Richard. I'll do that. -dave