holy feet – Heather Mirassou's Poetry Soul Closet

The hills have holy feet

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She is Touched Cold and lonely days end. My mind and heart begin to see her. Then my eyes and hands did grasp her. It is not I whom touched her first for we are mature. Some of the great souls who have shared their spark have departed. Some are here. I have seen them, … Continue reading "A Love Letter from Lani"

Enchanted – by Lani

I am yes, Enchanted. By the Grace that flows from her fingers. Enchanted yes, by the brisk clarity of the dark, winter night stars. By the same summer evenings, they seem so close. Enchanted yes, by the movement in the waters, her hands in the bath and the thunder and rainbows given by the grand … Continue reading "Enchanted – by Lani"

Luster – by Lani

The luster comes during time. Luster wasn’t my pursuit. It was a gift of constant work. I want my personality polished. I think there is worth in it. I went and looked for a woman who could make me better. I found her. She brought out the luster.

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