if tomorrow would burn out like a candle
I’d have learned God prophesied only my freedom.
That matter exists with or without Him
And that He was never my enemy but my Counsel.
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Giving myself the freedom to express, embrace, encircle within and with out,to capture new voices from all five senses and the core we all share--being human. Too often I can only get in touch with these through poetry.
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