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Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Almighty God, Protector and Giver of Life,
I come to you this night for I have lost the light
and stepped into the valley of darkness.
Forgive me, for I failed you, breaking a
promise that I so wanted to keep.
I ask you to absolve me of my sins,
and of these demons of anxiety, inadequacies, and failure.
For as your Child,  I am the temple of your warm light.
Allow me to repent so I may spread
the beauty of your glory to others.
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Too many underestimate the power of the pen.
They are mesmerized by the argent arc of a sword.
As writers, our greatest weapon lies in our pens and our fingers.
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
How it picks and plucks a perfect rose.
How it cups and embraces the life of death.
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Draw me close to you
Like a butterfly to a distant moon.
Light up my path,
so I may hasten forth sure minded.
I'm feeling rather lost today...
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Tender is the sun after silvern rain.
Warming is our laughter after sorrow.
Short poem I wrote after listening to a conversation on the bus.
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Dreaming intertwined
We lose ourselves in the clouds
Spread our wings of love
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Turn
   A
      W
         A
            Y
               from the spice of wrath
                   B
                      Y
                          answering with a gentle tongue
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