Who am I, as is asked in: Who am I, as is asked in Scriptures, that you would share the grandeur of your poetry with such a screw-up as me? Your comment has overwhelmed me with its beauty. I do not have sufficient words to adequately express my gratitude.
If your song is of Love:
If your song is of Love eternal, mine is of love in the fleeting hour. Where you see redemption in the stars, I see it in the hands that reach across a table, in the quiet courage of forgiveness, in the fragile mercy of today.
Your faith lifts you beyond the air, mine roots me in the soil— yet both speak of sufficiency, both whisper that love, whether divine or human, is more than enough.
I can see this one presented: I can see this one presented in videotape, the way you say 'watercolor fade' beautiful word by the way, fade, say it slowly 'faaade' makes me smile inside
I recently had a..: I recently had a problem with ringing in my ears as well. I solved it by setting my ears to 'vibrate'. Try it, it may work for you too.
Thank you for that; thank: Thank you for that; thank you very much! I apologize for my delay in reply. For reasons I am too old to learn, my G-Mail is not delivering my norifications right: some get left out. No disrespect intended and no lack of gratitude implied. Your poem reads like it comes out of a Liturgy, and that is a reflection of your soul.
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