Poetry is to Music as Lyric is to Soul: Foggy Morning

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Saturday, September 28, 2019

Foggy Morning

Foggy Morning I rose too early this morning. I passed much of the morning In a blue cloud fog of mental morass. But, now the sun calls me to clarity. Estaughforallah, let Thy will become my desire. Now, I sit rocking as I watch my heart and breath. Oh holy day, shabot shalom., I surrender to the unknown blessings Of Thy Holy Grace. Shams says, ”Arise, Oh lamb of God/dess.” Sign in to see full entry.

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