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Tag: waiting on the promise

  • Waiting on the Promise

    Waiting on the Promise

    Wait, I spoke to the highest star. It winked and bowed to dawn.   Wait, I spoke to the low sun that set.   Wait, moon. It just glowed on, gracing, gifting me with bright words.   Wait, I spoke to my sad heart. It beat as a heart does, disobedient less it stop trembling…