i can’t even
speak because
i’m speechless….
this order of motion
directs my wing
span, lifts my
air tone
so i know
i’m not alone
this i hone in
spite of loathe
i centralized a
levered fate
in spells of
Whisper’s
golden
gate
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Happy new year.
🙂
Happy New Year, Staci 🙂 Blessings.
Bravo!👏
Well done!
Love the poem.
Love the microphone!
Thank you kindly Oscar! Very much appreciated 🙂
I can only imagine, surrounded by Your glory, will I fall on my knees and shout Halleloujah, will I be able to speak at all?
how impeccable the Awakening is, indeed.
Very nice. I particularly like “wing span” and “air tone” and the qualities they bring and evoke.
Thank you Robert, very much. I appreciate your words. Blessings to you this new year.