Healing-Hurts

It is as on the sand I write for you a poem But the sea comes in again to steal it Like a child I stand and wonder why this is That hope lives only to be washed away

Friday, February 09, 2007



Honoured is the hand that from Sapph grace gives guidance
fluent are the words that now flow as ink from a pen

For the heart may harvest from revelation an understanding
gentleness does edify the real person you are within


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