The fire that chokes,
The sea of twisted brambles that scratch and tear,
The restless tempest of the wandering wind,
The broken glass that serrates and severs,
The jagged blade that plunges deep into Precious Life,
All shambles of disarray and turmoil,
Lies and fodder to feed the foolish.
Wake, O Most Beloved One!
See the Dawn!
Hear the Harmonious Choir of Birdsong
That Pours forth its Praise upon the Morning
And Do Not Let Your Heart Be Captured
By the Ruthlessness of Night;
For in that Darkness,
Where Serpents Sing and Demons Serenade,
The Calamity of Uncertainty plays upon Doubt,
Only to Destroy.
Wake, O Most Beloved One!
See the Rising Day!
And Let Your Heart Sing as a Clear and Strident Trumpet Call
Unto the Gleaming Hope that Beckons.
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~Morgan~
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Beautiful Photograph found at: hdwallpaper.freehdw.com
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So lovely Morgan! ๐ If you go to my most recent post you will see my golden shoes ๐
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hahah I just did ๐ they are SuWeeet!!! ๐
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This picture and poem were beautiful.
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Thanks You so very much ๐ The Picture blew me away…finding it after I wrote the poem was a true Blessing ๐
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A wake-up call to my liking! ๐
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๐ Thanks Ever so ๐ Always so happy when I see you ๐
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Too much honour. ๐
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Wow, Morgan, this is really powerful!!! Truly majestic! Thank you, my friend, for again touching my Heart. Love, Amy
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Thank YOU Amy, for always commenting so wonderfully. I am so so glad you Found the Heart of it ๐
Blessings my dear Friend ๐
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You are SO welcome, Mor. I wish I could get over to see you more then I do. I have been SO busy, my friend. Petals has kept me hopping as well as my life. I hope you Mom is OK and you too. I have been praying for the both of you. Loving you, my Mor Friend. (((HUGS))) Amy
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Thanks Amy. things are a little shaky right now…progressing, but Im hanging in there. Its all I can do really and, for the moment, the Transfusions are helping.
Blessings of Peace to you my Friend ~
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Let Your Heart Sing as a Clear and Strident Trumpet Call… Wow! I too think it’s powerful, yet beautiful. Thank you, Morgan.
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๐ Thank You So very very Much my Friend ๐ I confess, I wrote it, then re read it and it nearly brought ME to tears. Sometimes the Spirit just takes hold of my hands and writes. I am always SO BLESSED when that happens ๐ And so glad you find it Inspiring ๐
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I’m awake I’m awake! This is beautiful! ๐ณ
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Yes YOU are ๐ and Im so glad ๐ Thank you again, sweet friend of mine!!
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Good work,Sir
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I Thank You with Heartfelt Smiles (I know the name can trip people up…but just so you know, I am a Miss ๐ )
Blessings and Thank You so very much for visiting BnV ๐
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hehe!I noticed later!Apologies for jumping to conclusions
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never a problem…the name can be either ๐
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the shards reflect our brokeness and vulnerability “The broken glass that serrates and severs”
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I like that ! Thank You ๐
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