New graceA Poem by SleeplessVolcanoA glorious morning Dipped in heavenly grace Dripping with brimming possibilities Like frozen rivers of nourishment Waiting for spring's energetic sunrise No more coagulation Of my frantic fears - Like doomed deadwood they will flow downstream Once my rivers of blessing Start to overflow It's heaven ordained banks. © 2015 SleeplessVolcanoReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 21, 2015 Last Updated on October 21, 2015 AuthorSleeplessVolcanoAbout"In the end there doesn't have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to". Robert Brault Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life. ~ Pablo Pica.. more..Writing
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