The best gift she ever gave to herself,
Looking at her face in the mirror with a smile.
The tombstone of victimization removed,
A child is born unto us, new day dawn.
Birds of yonder places sing in unison;
”O’ the return of maidens misplaced
The joys of heaven and his God
The thrill of the universe, and
All who love her freedom”
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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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