Introspection Miracle Poems

Many believe there are angels among us.
Where do these angels come from?
Are they manifest from among us?
If so, how does it happen?

A being in the...

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Miracles thrive abundantly
If people would but stop to see,
If they would see their special quest
Reflects the meaning of Life's tests.

Maturity shines guiding light
For judgments made...

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Not so many years ago,
In the mirror, my reflection would show…
Gentle eyes, a giggling smile,
Ivory skin that looked pudgy and smooth,
Like the subtle whisper of...

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Mishaps can result in delitescent miracles... :)
as butterflies can breathe via hidden spiracles...

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There is a spot in my heart of hearts
that is designed
to accommodate a soul.
My mind is skeptical that such a thing exists
and yet, I know...

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Making light within appear
need be passed the empirical,
making it stay permanently,
is a true miracle....

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Many believe there are angels among us.
Where do these angels come from?
Are they manifest from among us?
If so, how does it happen?

A being in the...

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It's like your world is ending 
Everything comes crashing down
Can't catch your breathe
Down, down, down you drown

Waking in the morning
To another dreaded day
Going through the...

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 Was privileged to have sedentary on the seashore in seraphic poetic submersion;
 the ringing sounds from the distant horizon made me entirely lost in...

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The Stillness that plaques these counterfeit souls is a rancid bitter scorch....
Astonishing at the depth of hatred within ….

How the ~Beauty of the Lord’s Day~
...

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All the cold words gather
In the memory of a movement;

Where a grinning waits to be upon the face; 
Where mirrors touch their kiss 
To everything,...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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we give ourselves
the joy of creation. 
the breath of expansion;
the fingers of a hand closing.
we speak of a tree or a peach
and know it as...

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File Number

364 was especially hard to deal with today. 
The worker made a check in the empty box. 
She used red ink. 

Wife beater, 
drinker,...

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Stop Killing My Country

Accused of political banter, 
to speak the words, God Bless, 
and America in the same sentence. 
Bespeaking the fear, 
of being proud,...

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