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poem submitted to "Secrets of the Soul" poetry contest, Ink Empress, sponsor, 6/28/2026
trapped in Your pulse I feel the quiet trembling of something sacred~ a soft, soulful thrum where the Holy Spirit moves like breath through my heart’s hidden chambers. I taste Your truth in the silver hush between heartbeats, a sweetness rising like dawn-light on the rim of the soul~ God whispering in the language of stillness. I dwell in that stillness~ a place where orchids dream~ the air glows faintly, petals holding their own small prayers. In that pale radiance I pause sensing the nearness of the One who shaped my soul.
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