Exuberant being forcing through
Your soul reacting to the exhilarating coos
Senses awaken at the sound of cherished hope
Surmised proof the day would become attainable
Bowing your soul to your creator
Embarking on this existential voyage
Crisis averted at His hands
Souls rematched, glued together as one
Your being becoming veracious
Your soul translating an exothermic reaction
Through your innate being expressing its existence
Deep Conscious truths pouring out
Intrinsic value of your soul
Indigenous nature in our beings as purposeful created humans
Shown through from now exasperated force
The truths and meanings fulfilling our souls now in exhibited light
About the Creator
Dead and Wearing Green
She was wearing that green dress when I first saw her, five years ago to the day. Flowing meadow fabric draped over long legs, thick auburn hair flowing down her back. That smile. Of course, she is still beautiful now. But now she is no longer alive.
By Karen Cave6 days ago in Fiction
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