Glass

 

quest of life

To see a rare flower bloom, over a clever glass of snow

and hold but for a twinkling spark of peace,

that could ignite a quest for life.

My soul would grow wings and I’d fly.

VisionarieKindness 2015 (image credit Malisha Goggans)

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Published by: Visionariekind

Krissy Mosley is a story-teller. Recalling history to build bridges of peace. A folklorist to bring sounds of joy and healing vibrations. Krissy Marie is a writer /feminist, mother advocating for change surrounding women’s rights and women's’ issues.

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