Standing on a leap of stone to see the morning light I see a radiant light through atrumbling storm though the storm makes me scare it also streghtens my feet for out of its blues emerges a daughter of eve emboided with jewels of gold on her 45

seedsofdavid

by seedsofdavid

published 12 months ago

the colours of emotion is niether red not black yet  it hurt. emotion is unseen yet its felt,it is  mans enemy yet a friend. For emotions directs us from our past mistakes it seem not valid yet...

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