In the mist 11 Monday Mar 2013 Posted by Esther H. in Poésie ≈ 9 Comments TagsÂme, Brume, Harbor, Heart, Mist, Paix, Port, Repos, Rest, Soul Walkin’ in the mist, A shinin’ tiny star guides Me to the harbor, Peaceful place where the soul finds Some rest, the heart finds some warmth TwitterSkypeFacebookPinterestTumblrEmailMoreTelegramLinkedInPrintStumblePocketRedditWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading... Related
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New shapes are given
By the mist to many things,
New kinds of beauty.
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Reblogged this on lost creek publishing.
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awesome allegory. Sweet, besides. 🙂
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I thank you.
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This is just beautiful!!!
~Felicia
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I did not really appreciate just what a harbor was until I had sailed out at sea.
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Don’t we have to appreciate the journey?
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We certainly should.
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