The Mirror by the River
The Morning After Night's Encounter
When I stood by the river, I never thought my heart would know
How beautiful a woman is, her soul laid open to show
A dance beneath the stars suspended in the air
Tears fell from my eyes down to her hair
A smile that makes even silence speak
I long to give the peace she seems to seek
My heart is changed, but I am not new
Still grasping as my angels shape what's true
To restore my heart, my sight, and my life
They cut out my corroded self with my own knife
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J. K. Anderson
A poet, author and journalist tied to the belief that Christ is YHWH. Open minded and eager to show my wild imagination to all people. I'm not a happy writer but I'm happy to write. All for fun.
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Comments (1)
Oh wow, that last line, that's my favourite. Such a beautiful poem!