paved

Shiny Apple

 

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O my great one! 

 

How you shine! Shine! Shine!

 

The arms of the ages open,

 

Receiving those worn, scarred and weary souls

 

To embrace a new freedom of dreams!

 

 

 

O my soul of loving concern,

 

For those beaten by war, 

 

And the ravages of man's frailties 

 

That most often lurk unseen within his being,

 

Lift up your best alms,

 

And transform those regrets 

 

Beyond the iniquities of the past.

 

 

Streets paved with the shadows 

 

Of lonely and searching immigrants 

 

Lost in time and groping for security,

 

Never allowing malice to obsure your divinity.

 

 

Shine! Shine! Shine On!

 

 

6:23 PM 7/8/2013 ©

 

 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

New York...city of dreams for so many.

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