The mind
plays tricks
It sometimes
blinds
and sometimes
finds
nothing good
nothing clicks.
Lines
and all shapes
climbs
to heights
to confusion.
Dizzy thoughts
in disarray
It clashes
shines
like silver
sharp spear.
Chimes
like a bell
a warning.
Signs
to rest
to pray.
Dimes
of thoughts
of feelings.
Vines
of life
of peace.
Times
to trust
and hope.
❤️🙏🏻
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Indeed a time to trust and hope.
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Thank you for reading. God bless.🙏🌸
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Nice poem
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Thank you for stopping by to read. Blessings!
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YOWZA…TO GOD MOST HIGH
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🙏❤️
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THANK YOU
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Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford.
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Thank you.🙏❤️
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YOU ARE WELCOME!
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Trust n hope are two important factors to live..
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Thankyou. Your comments were all in the spam. It is only now that I have seen it.
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Its okay… Even i was away from blogging for quite some time.
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Thanks..
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Nice poem
Being hopeful no matter what
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