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Joe Quaale Apr 2021
My eyes are heavy, and my heart needs rest. The tears I cry Are blessed from inside. Every Tear That falls, Goes through his fingers with the blessings of god. Not one touches the ground, Cleansing Each drop Before They fall into nothing at all. My eyes are light, And my heart is blessed, Because all my tears Have finally found rest!
Joe Quaale Apr 2021
Many many miles I drifted in and out of dreams, That brought me close to so many fantasies. I've grown to love them all. It's the family that grows More Every time I go thru his   door. My family is so big. I remember everyone. At times our light gathers Together to Celebrate Everlasting life with our lord Jesus Christ.
Faith and healing
Joe Quaale Apr 2021
You can find Much more wisdom And rest On this side of what's best. When you search for the patience, You know exists in the time they missed, Recover what's yours. Everything's waiting On the other side of the door. When you see them You'll know what they're for. When you share them With the world, It will help Others See There dreams are real Not just fantasy!
Share your Gifts with The world It needs them
Joe Quaale Apr 2021
Tripping Over my thoughts. Falling through the memories That open up My emotions. Clearing my mind, to get me back up Just in time, To look up And capture the sky Sliping Into my eyes.
Joe Quaale Apr 2021
When words are found to be unspoken. a whisper is the only way to get them to open. And when words are too loud to block them out,use The quiet That's  surounds each one,to point them out. Peace And quiet Need one another When it's time To rest In the arms of a lover. Where ever It can be found when the quiet captures a whisper Talking out loud, It's the silence that lets it out.🤔
Peace and quiet
Joe Quaale Apr 2021
Every jem Hides It's beauty From within. And every jewel It's nile. When you put on a smile, Let it hang out,  So everyone can see a different side of denial.  When you're put on trial For being yourself ,Stand strong and don't let go of who you are Because we're all stars that need to shine in the dark!
Let's light up the sky!
Joe Quaale Apr 2021
My pen Is about to run out of Of the ink That helps me speak In the riddles you read! But no worries, my jar is full of the pens That bleeds the ink that Speaks From within me.  I try And see Behind our own Reality. Where  the truth teachers me About Sobriety!😗
You got to have the ink To speak The riddles I like to bring!
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