Affectionately calling my soul’s shadow back to me, dearly beloved, the war of love, is not the battle of breads of those who have no crumbs,
but, the war of love is softly singing every note wrong, apologizing when you can’t hear the melody of justice,
the war of love, is softly sitting at the edge of life, showing up for that last ride on the merry go round, even when you know love may never make it home,
you pray love will carry love home, & you pray, that your love, will be enough… ~poet Krissy Mosley©2023
A Poet's Vision 
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These are powerful words. We do not want to think about the war of love.
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oh so true…💙💙💙💙🙏🏿😊
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Reblogged this on How I found My Muchness and commented:
Ho’oponopono 💜
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oh yes indeed Ho’oponopono I love you, I’m sorry, forgive me…. thank you for the kind reblog, blessings to your beautiful soul NikkiHealsPayne
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Blessings to you as well… I appreciate your works and ability to share so openly 🥰 🤟🎁
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You continually astound me with your self-portraits. This one is striking.
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thank you so much 😊💜🌹
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