I crave compassion that rains
With fervor and swells
Mother earth
That serves and is served
I yearn for peace like
Paths of righteousness
Where stillness knows silence
And calm knows no contradiction
I delight in the innocence of childhood
That runs from dawn to dusk
Playing in the plush, green, grass
Knowing home is an unquestionable vessel of love
I desire love
Eternally blissful
Committed, holding fast to the fence post
With melded heartfelt kisses
I rejoice in the suppression of misery
What lifts the lights for the lowly
And lessens insidious sorrow
I know this place
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Author:
Katie B. (
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- Category: Reflection
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Katie, reading this felt like touching that place we all recognize but can’t always hold onto… that sense of peace, love, and belonging that feels true even when it’s distant. The way you name it without forcing it makes it resonate. Strong piece, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Thank you so much!!!
Good write K.
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