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May 2016
Through the Church Bell rings
and the trumpets that blow
where Angel's now sing
my heart hears the echo
of tears that weep my sorrow

On the dreams of tomorrow
shines a light through the soul
in darkness that I follow
the touch of another's shadow
from where I hide

Through times that stand still
in a valley hidden below
lyes a place of serenity
where the waters flow
into the misty blue

Inside all that is real
holds the love that I feel
that I still look to see
that's taken so much from me
reaching for the other side
trying to break through
Spiritwind ©2016
Kelly Spiritwind Wood
Written by
Kelly Spiritwind Wood  New Mexico
(New Mexico)   
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     Mary Winslow
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