Healing from the blow of death
Ever striving, ever growing
All the world in it can rest
Rising from the dust beneath us
Taller than the highest tree
Greater beauty is hard to find.
Poetry Copyright © 2017 – 2023 by Ena Whiteraven All Rights Reserved.
Image posted to Universal Souls on Tumblr.
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Ena Whiteraven (a.k.a. Henry) uses elements of mystery and fantasy to inspire readers to seek truth and embrace imagination and creativity in an increasingly dark world. Some of her work has been featured online at The Poetry Bar and The Positivity Press. She also appears as a guest blogger on Spiritually Awkward Magazine / A Life Of Virtues.
In her spare time, she also enjoys reading, gardening, paper and nature crafting, learning new skills, and living the simple life. She’s also an active member of the private Facebook group Exploring Angels.
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