Love was born violently shedding through the night.
And night she was beautiful playing hide and seek with the children.
Suffocating, bending, and jolting.
Love was born hand in hand.I saw love, hungry to feed my brokenness working two jobs,to give peace and teach me happy,
“ElShaddi,ElElyon,ElRoi,ElYisreal,Yeshua,Jah,Jehovah Shammah,Jehovah- Rapha,Jehovah Shalom”.I saw love.
Reviving the sluggish souls,to shake, whooshing, to breathe,Love was born unarmed ,uncounted,with her hands up Love was born beautifully in the night.
A Poet's Vision 
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Beautiful!
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Wow..Really beautiful and deep. Thank you. 🙂
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Thank you Asecretdevotion
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