
Let us sing the old, old song
Of the Love that’s freely given
Starbursts glitter! Infinite Mind’s
Regalia of joy we live in
Raindrops within raindrops
Indestructible ties are binding
Memories returning through
The darkened mist that shrouds them
Clawing your way up
From beneath the mire of ruin
Destined to be at one with
The eternal, shining mountain
I am you, and you are me
Sustained by His compassion
And you are me, and I am you
Forever in the service of Heaven
For an old friend.
Poetry Copyright © 2020 by Ena Whiteraven All rights reserved.
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Ena Whiteraven (a.k.a. Henry) is a writer and poet who uses elements of mystery and fantasy to inspire readers to seek truth and embrace their creativity in an increasingly dark world. Her work has appeared at The Poetry Bar, The Positivity Press, and the famed Spiritually Awkward Magazine . She's been a student of Alura Cein since 2015 and actively pursues her life purpose in the literary community.
Read some of Ena's completed work at The Whiteraven Net and check out her personal blog, Superlative Deviation. She's also an active member of the private Facebook group Exploring Angels.
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