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For the sheer Joy of being with You
Chilly morning here, low cloud. Dew in my wild flower garden. Monsoon Mantha in our peninsula, is melting down. Mixed emotions after another birthday celebration at home. So we’re a year wiser, closer to Eternity. Kimia, a lane mate from ten years ago called to say Hi, they’re not well and could we pray for Continue reading
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We, look for You
Like sunflowers to the sun: You lookin for me to look for You. Who’d’ve thought Creation forever stalks its Creator: even in our vilest cuss, we Address You: We know that we look for You, to blame, or occasionally bless: like a moon to the sun, we watch/ orb Your orbit a whirl to Your Continue reading
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WORD FALL
Vinepress3 my bloodshadows are thick with a thousand generations of man, but Your Vine saps me to the Word ~like swords strip my thorn Oh Vibe of Heaven in my branch, awoken, rising startled. 🧤 Impression from* Marks Gospel 2 Sapling from wilderness grafted into Christ. “Sap” His Word . His wound , as from the Continue reading
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Hand writ prayers
I’ve never been a Collector of things, not even of my paintings which lounge wherever they find space; maybe the most passionate of my ‘collections’ were bus tickets for some reason; I was age 5 and remember hoarding them from the two families we lived around at Wilson Gardens. Then were feathers at pre-primary school, Continue reading
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The Gift of Giving!
I got one of the dearest surprise Christmas presents I’ve ever received: Lil Marijs! – a baby sheep in soft fur, oh the child in me came out to play. Marijs, from a literal far away country, is a gift from a generous hearted person who did not let a deadly viral stop her – Continue reading
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Friend of sinners
*** Listen close and you will hear a bus, a neighbour’s drill….. yea was recorded in a tiny home studio, at a time of transits. This Album was worked off a Psr 630(keys), and my undying love for Theatre: it is perhaps who I am without choir costume and acquired taste… just all my voice Continue reading
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7 Hour GLOBAL WORSHIP EVENT (20 COUNTRIES) | Fast/ PRAY FOR YOUR COUNTRY! || HAVEN FELLOWSHIP” on YouTube
Has there ever been a time like this one? Has there ever been a silence like now: each of us one voice asking the same questions/ the same quest for peace/ the same need? We are as a race quietened; we have never before been startled as we are today. I’ve not experienced a certain Continue reading
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Walk Tall into Tomorrow
This one is for the loved ones and those who have succumbed, or might, to Covid & other reasons humans and nations do not always thrive, & too, for those of us who die a thousand deaths in lives that could be be lived out strong, those for whom Love loses Its Light with eye Continue reading
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Friends contribute.
I just received from the Netherlands, a poem ‘Written v.appropriately; like to share it with you…’, forwarded by my dearest friend and cousin sis. We were The Twins when we were little, as in school- little girls. I wore pig tails, she wore a mop. She was fun and gorgeous, a Beauty with brains, she Continue reading
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Stranger than fiction
Thankyou Rochellewisoff @ Friday Fictioneers for this inspiring space every week. Photo Prompt @Ceayr IS LIFE STRANGER THAN FICTION: It is reverse in my dream: earth fills the tap, that bench holding shadows? Nah, shadows hold all; the sky is floor, the earth her roof. When I awake, I am in my skin, no longer Continue reading
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The Cusp of Spring
Isn’t that such a beautiful thing the Cusp of Spring? ….. Continue reading
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Unafraid
Never be afraid, even of the Light. It isn’t what we know. It puts the Dark to flight: Continue reading
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When Healing comes
When Healing came It Bled. It Crossed boundaries. It broke Itself like Bread and poured Itself out like Water. All of a sudden there were too many visuals now, too many verbs and adjectives. This had been a desert, no oasis. Now, a Garden. A Garden with no room except a crude stable and hay.… Continue reading
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Starlands
Mountains of change, attached valley cliffhanging honeysuckle, dew, dawn whispers, mist – to these I owe my Continue reading
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Must stop You and say
..thankyou for every drop of sun and rain that grew us like bouquets on tables of grace, Gratitude for the colors of my life among colors of an earth on fire, Gratitude for leaf that went away and those that grew,or birthed for stars that fell and those that lit dark night with light not Continue reading
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Misunderstood
How was I to know Storms could be mentors? ….. Continue reading
