With these eyes I can see:


The troubles of this world – all consuming blaze/ to exchange these eyes for an intimate sight and return our fears to its depth.

“The fire next time has come.” A lusting thunder creeps. A wave for wave in this destruction is home. Without a prayer, I pray, we dying men will meet, a miraculous thing to see. A miraculous thing to see.~Krissy

(photo image: Pixabay.com)


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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