The Quiet Sound of The Heart That’s Been Knocking
Peculiar, this tiny leaf stands out,shaped much like a dove,when I so desperately need Your help.The perfume of nearby Privethangs heady in the air.What’s my next step?Where do I go from here? Dear me and Dear reader,May we both be most careful to considerthe symbolisms contained within the reality of spiritual writing.The play on words,their…