Hello, Morning its been a while since
you and I sat down -to share a hug or a smile.
these days don’t come easy, there’s been lots of soul-washing -feelings,
feels like latter rain of latter days
cloud gatherings that tell me how God dips my coffee-made soul deep down in honey
then I’m not alone and the bees are there to pollinate my tears into honeycombs
that tells me all my fears have drawn to the surface something that’s always been eroding
and finally when there’s nothing left to save
my soul and I find morning
kindness sister
A Poet's Vision 
I want to make a list now of my soul-washing feelings, but it is 5:45 in the morning — and I need to look out my window at the rain-washed street.
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beautiful
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Terrific, Krissy!
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thank you so much
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Your power with words and thoughts are amazing in composition. I love this writtten awakening. Hope you are doing well Thank you Krissy, for your powerful share!❤️🌺❤️👍👍
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