When the Prism Breaks

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Written by Morgan

When the Prism Breaks

When the Prism Breaks
And Shatters all Around
The Lingering Glimmer that it Lent
Dissipates without a Sound,
Yet Tide and Time Prevail
Against the Hurricane of Life,
Where Angels Bow in Reverence
Uplifting Pain and Strife.
Capture what is Left Behind
By Standing in the Swale
And When the Lantern Light Abates,
In Grace Stand Strong,
Not Weak or Frail!

~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Anne Stokes at Deviantart.com

4 Comments

  1. it’s only when the pressure is on do you know oneself, i’m having one of those days, my mother is unwell and feeling powerless in such times presses the buttons, blessings

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    1. I am very sorry to hear that, my friend. I will say prayers and blessing for both of you…Peace Transcend, Hope Guide, Love Lift and Comfort you both during this trial.

      All my very best, positive love and energy pours out to you.

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      1. thanks for your kind words, when i see the output of corruption before my eyes, crowded hospital wards, and a person who gave so much of her life to others, not just a mother, but a real person with heart, suffering on account of it, it raises many questions, amen

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