Ephesians 5:14
The scent of lightning and bluebonnets are clogged by the
burn and buzz of heaters, the fresh and sharp cut of ice,
but their chants project,
sail over the fields
as they stretch, they reach
for the rays of Spring hidden behind the clouds,
coaxing her to make her debut
with sweet strong songs
strung along the strings of
"Awaken"
"Awaken."
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Paint Us Gray: Part 2
Poetry(This is part 2; please read part 1 first!) Rejection. Betrayal. Heartbreak. Grief. Unfortunately, we've all had a swallow, some more than others, of this bitter brew. This is just a sliver of my chapter that is a part of this world's grand nar...
