Turning Water Into Wine
Spying this edge be, her cliff; bright
Blue skies endless: spreading these their wings
To catch love's breeze ? Soaring, while warm tears kiss
The corners in quivering lips; liquid gold, sunlight dashing past....
Melting stars as rainbows weep, of joy ~ His child.
Copyright © Jeremy Street | Year Posted 2014
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