STORMS

July 16, 2014July 16, 2014 by McDaniels A. Gyamfi, posted in REMNANT

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The soul is a tender bird. The heart is a brute lion. My home is everywhere. My language is love. On pilgrim paths, I spill oceans on dry places until hidden seeds germinate, flowers sprouting — most&more. View all posts by McDaniels A. Gyamfi

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insideheathershead says:

July 17, 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:
  
  July 25, 2014 at 2:35 pm
  
  Thanks so much, heather for your comment. Have a graceful weekend!
  
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