Daylight BreaksA Poem by Joan Spahr, Soul PoetryDaylight Breaks Clasp hands, my friend, Grab hold and stay. The moment comes, the eagle flies. The daylight breaks, the illness dies. © 2013 Joan Spahr, Soul Poetry |
StatsAuthorJoan Spahr, Soul PoetryAboutBoldly using the creative process of self expression through writing, visual or musical arts is, I believe, exploiting the most therapeutic form of growth and healing.Not only does one realize the ben.. more..Writing
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