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“To the Righteous” – Poetry


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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