the wellsprings of nourishing souls
their dwellings of inner sacredicity
holy journeys, pieces of the one/ whole-
being , where we began
beginnings of the heart as grains of glass & sand
collapsing into everything
everything and nothing is as it seems
so much so, somethings good-bad
like chaos echoes kindness in humanity
how can we live without harming ?
what does wisdom do now?
how do i stop the screaming faces, so jarring?
o’ holy souls /verses in crowded interceding
praying for me to remember,
don’t you remember lapping up the sun in your sleep,
don’t you remember tracking the sound of the deep,
the face of God, the breath of grace, breathing me in the morning,
the alleluia chorus,
and finally a place,
where I belong. ~your Poet Krissy Mosley ©2022
A Poet's Vision 
I love this, especially “what does wisdom do now?” We should all be asking this question!
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yes indeed wisdom please take the lead… i’m at a lost for words most days…. 💙💙💙💙✨😊🙌🏾🤘🏾🙏🏿🌻thank you my beautiful friend💜🎶
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Wonderful poem and a great recitation about the heartbeat of these trying times Krissy we’re facing. Marvin Gaye had it right. Beautiful. 🤗🙏🏼😍✨😊
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Amen & from one artist to another , we need each other, 🙌🏾🤘🏾💙💙💙💙💙💙💙✨🙏🏿
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Speak it sistah girlfriend! We’re in this fight together! 🤗🦋🤩💖😎
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I have felt like I couldn’t take a deep breath since Tyre Nichols died. How can we live without harming? do nothing without harming. Your poem helps the breathing.
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I’m with you Maren, felt frozen… still at a loss for words…. thank you for your wisdom, poetry helps the breathing i like that… blessings my friend and thank you for being here with me, you are truly a miracle of blessings that’s it how I see you & your beautiful works of writings… 💜💜💜💜✨🎶🙏🏿💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙💙
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Thank you. I am moved.
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