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Published by McDaniels A. Gyamfi

The soul is a tender bird. The heart is a brute lion. My home is Christ, My purpose is to redefine the soul of the nations. My language is love. On pilgrim paths, spilling oceans grace on dry places, until hidden seeds germinate, honoring the Ancient One — most&more.

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  1. insideheathershead says:
    17 Jul 2014 at 1:33 pm

    I love the image of “Lips of clay”! What a truly beautiful and honest poem. Thank you for this.

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    1. McDaniel A. Gyamfi says:
      25 Jul 2014 at 2:35 pm

      Thanks so much, heather for your comment. Have a graceful weekend!

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