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Beautiful, Great
Grace, A derivative of Mercy.
Mercy needs Patience.
Patience requires Faith...
Mercy needs Patience.
Patience requires Faith...
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Hope is the thing with feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers —
That perches in the soul —
And sings the tune without the words —
And never stops — at all —
That perches in the soul —
And sings the tune without the words —
And never stops — at all —
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"The Beauty and Power of Love"
Love is a flame that burns within, A passion that can never dim.
It fills our hearts with endless joy, And makes us feel alive, oh boy!
It fills our hearts with endless joy, And makes us feel alive, oh boy!
About Goodbyes
Tell me about cheap goodbyes, about flowers and love letters in your dustbin and about poems that witnessed your heartbreak.
I See
Grace, a bestowal of Mercy.
Mercy tells of Patience.
Patience requires Faith.
Faith is the substance of Hope,
Hope is a promise of Joy.
Mercy tells of Patience.
Patience requires Faith.
Faith is the substance of Hope,
Hope is a promise of Joy.
Morning Light
Golden threads across
the meadow's sleepy canvas
dawn begins to sing…
the meadow's sleepy canvas
dawn begins to sing…
The Ocean Floor
There's a language at the bottom
where light gives up its name…
where light gives up its name…
City Rain
The city sighs in silver threads
weaving stories through the streets…
weaving stories through the streets…