* Introspective

When I pray,
A stream of light
permeates my soul

In a dream,
I touch His might
Hope to learn and grow.

Yet, so humbled by His world,
His Creation's pearl -
that I sigh....
Pause, half in fright,
as my soul unfurls.

06.06.01 21:55:34


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