Low Tide   Leave a comment

In the depths You are there
There is no place You know not
An inner groan, that pangs within
Only Spirit knows
Heart it breaks, like dying, drying branch
Tears become but dust
Oh Spirit flow to fill the fallow soul

                                                                                           D Birdsell

Posted September 2, 2012 by doreenbirdsell in Uncategorized

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