Meditations of Kindness
If all the world could take a back seat of
all the noise plundering
my faults into the distant

I could hear the symphony of a billion lights
and chords could catch the ache/
for a second time, and I’d play the chords
of all the lights/ that I could ever be

broken and healing
wounded and mending
suffering and sacrifice
fallen and restored
victim and conqueror

this time…
I’d be better for me
oh – I’d be free for me
I’d be a billion growing lights
standing tall under the wonders
of a fallen plan.~your Kindness sister Krissy Mosley

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