She heaves hymns – someday they might sing.
Thine hands have anointed waters, that I might be healed.
Over jagged edges of all the living.
Loving me- preserved by grace.
O’ come now- look upon these feeble knees;
search our hearts lest we agree.
Thine mercy covers all of me.
Thine hands have anointed waters, that I might be healed.
Over murky tears,
Over murky stains,
Sweet communion – preserved by grace.
Poet Krissy Mosley- VisionarieKindness©2016
a peaceful "meander with intention" amongst the trees
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Words are the only thing left holding me together
Light shall shine out of darkness!
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with the Holy Spirit of promise -Ephesians 1:13
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I am Eva -former refugee, doctor and a writer. My parents were Holocaust survivors, I escaped communism. I wrote a novel, mixing family stories and fiction. A novel about Holocaust, communism, racism and emigration. What makes people leave, and what happens to the ones who do, and to the ones who stay. I believe these old stories are more important now than ever before.
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beautiful!
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thank you kindly Robert
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Beautiful! Very beautiful!
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thank you kindly Erika Kind lovely name 😉
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Thank you 😊 I was lucky with the name. Although in my mother tongue it means “child”… lol!
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