PRISMATIC
GLANCES
(By: Karla
Wagener on October 28, 2022)
Sentinels
of the soul
As you lift
your apertures…
Rain
disappears in soft tears,
The wind is
abruptly detained,
Storms
shudder in wonder.
When you
raise your voice
Songbirds
stop to listen,
Spirit is
enabled,
Power is
revealed,
Fires are
kindled,
Vessels
filled,
The lowly
rescued,
Colors
explode,
Problems
get resolved.
Power is
repeatedly revealed,
And the
universe makes sense
To be
clearly understood.
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