Cleansing Poems - Poems about Cleansing

This horrendous Cambodian war-time story, Ends with Cambodian glory, Journalists forged a strong friendship within hard cruel times, It is one of the best movies ever and all so true, These two men Sydney Schanberg and Dith Pran In the face of horrific adversity Face death, threats, imprisonment, catastrophe, Yet together, help and document about a hovering Communist strategy. The Vietnam war at...

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I will overcome the bad things that disrupted my life Cherishing these lessons learned that I can now act upon Cleansing, healing, being all that I can be, a triumph! Heidi Sands 4/13/25 (C)opyright ...

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i invite the freshness of the mountain air to fill my lungs inhale replenish and clear my thoughts as i quietly await the ceremonial rising of the majestic sun posted on April 1, 2025...

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I am simply trying to stay afloat In an otherwise sinking land An escape between past and future An island of pain Treaded up Barefoot in the sand Grains of memories stuck in the creases Standing is sore Walking is sore On my hands and knees I beg Relief is all I pray for The physical and mental...

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New rains kiss the earth, Seeds sprout from the darkened depths, Life dances anew....

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This empty pack of cigarettes Reminds me of the time we met We were vibrant and young We watched the world as we spun Around Dancing among all these questions The heavy glow was making fun Mocking the future of what was to come The sun is setting on a love once lost Anew day is approaching But at what cost? Five foot even...

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Cleansing Hatred Written: by Miracle Man 11/19/2024 Drinking from a pool polluted by hate, leaves a craving that’s never satisfied. Hate is a condition that won’t abate, nor is it something that can be denied. Who knows how hatred enters someone's heart, is it some occurrence that gives it birth. Often thoughts arrive about a fresh start, but cleansing hearts of hate takes God's...

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October 4 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Matthew 8-10 Key Verse – Matthew 8:3 And Jesus put forth his hand, and touched him, saying, I will; be thou clean. And immediately his leprosy was cleansed. PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR CLEANSING AND HEALING US Praise be to God for cleansing and healing us from our: Frustration-futility toward...

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There's cleansing in the Appointed Son's ministry He looks each man's heart....

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Death to all the angels, Death in the crying sky. The eyes of hungry babies probe us. They plead with us in abject terror. In ghettoized Gaza, No mother and child will sleep, Bombed as they weep, They are the fish in a barrel. This is collective punishment Of all the guilty infants. All the guilty Palestinians will be cleansed, They will be purged in reprisal. The...

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A trip to New Orleans to be married by Bloody Mary The iconic voodoo priestess of the irresistible charm of which she carries A beautiful courtyard is the setting for the big event Seats filled with family friends and from up above spirits sent You could fill the presence of the spirit world in the air A ceremony to be...

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Author Dana Redricks July 9, 2023 Our tears are meant to cleanse the soul, to wash away the burdens that take their toll. In their gentle stream, we find release, a solace for the heart, a moment of peace. Never be ashamed to let them flow, for tears have a purpose, as we come to know. They carry...

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When walking barefoot trough the grass you will feel a tantilizing tingle. Connecting your soul to the earth is advised permitting your toes and grass to mingle. The earth transfers energy through the body and cleanes free radical through the soul. Enhancing your health by walking barefoot connecting to mother earth for fifteen or more minutes a day...

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Like travellers, We cross this arid land Aiming at the city of rest. As we traverse the landscapes We may, of a truth, sully our feet With besetting dust of sin But we must from time to time Remember Calvary, the place of cleansing Where mercy flows immeasurably We go through marketplaces Let’s be pleased with divine supplies Lest we...

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Today, there are no rubber ducks or mother's marigold skirts to hide behind as we once did. In their place, lurking dark and hoary, a bathtub mist updrafts thick with loose spores, and mildew veins sprawling behind caulked-over creases. The day, shrinking away heavy with time, as a body sagging into water. Even the washing suds have gone sour, worn out honeysuckle soap. Vibrant bubbles now collapsed flat against the opaque water, lying unseparated as waves and...

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