Heaven
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Storm Song
“You cannot withstand the storm,” It whispers. The Warrior whispers back, “I am the Storm.” Jake Remington. FMF WRITERS Continue reading
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Senses we do not know but use anyway
….the touch of experience, the taste of a new day the sight of vision, the hearing of the muted, the sense of loss, the smell of hope, the unseen tomorrow….these and some stir my ‘heart ‘ – ah that organ of awareness we’ve placed somewhere ‘tween head & rib. And oh when my spirit opens Continue reading
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Pray in the Stars
Something that began in a dawn: …before the day lends you her voice, sing in the silent beams of dawn, lean yourself on the face of light as it breaks the dark, oh burrow your heart in true Light’s ceaseless pressure, shifting shade, pulsing throbbing warming cold cold night. Pray in His heart, yeah the Continue reading
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Harvest of Tears
it goes down the cheek of our fields, prayers like rain, like tears, these kisses of heaven? I couldn’t have guessed this was a Garden. What. Blossoms of Your Breath. Your Breath. Oceans of Words, reaching in me, in me. As if I were just ONE child You had, and wherever I went You followed Continue reading
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What happens when people pray
The day my mother walked out of her skin, she breathed once twice then her hand in mine grew cold, that day Eternity walked close in my narrow space. Was it co-incidence that rays streamed from a room ventilator to where she lay, her last breath so unlike death? I wanted to grieve, but light Continue reading
