silver threads stitch dark with light
stars hum ancient songs
Moon drifts like a thought
soft upon the breath of clouds
guiding tides to dream
Owls trade whispered news
crickets weave their patient hymn
night blooms without end
A cool wind wanders
through the hush of sleeping fields
carrying the stars
Shadows lean and sway
as if listening for dawn
yet linger in peace
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It is important that you understand; Everything on this blog is based on the current understanding of each author. Never take anyone's word for it, always prove it for yourself, it is your responsibility. You cannot ride someone else's coattail into the Kingdom. ; )
Acts 17:11
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