Re-birth, a poem

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The story of re-

birth

is a crepe paper blossom un-

folding

silence

into

words

Peace rests

in the

center

specked with light

that travels

on the wind of truth

Hear me weep a thunder-

storm. I rain

down

voice

in flashes to break

open

this brittle shell that remembers

night and the harvest

of shadows

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About Alethea Kehas

I am an author, energy healer, intuitive counselor, and owner of Inner Truth Healing.
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4 Responses to Re-birth, a poem

  1. alienorajt says:

    Beautiful, Alethea. xxx

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