Hell
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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
