Flourish
If we treated every moment like it was a precious gem of treasured inheritance
No power would defeat us
If we embraced our loved ones heart in the deepest purest chamber
The Angels wings will carry the tainted twisted burden
And bury it forever with the demons desire to destroy
Nothing other than beauty will flourish
We will triumph over adversity
With our hearts desire to love forever
As the Angels light soothes our psyche
Peace, Love and light.
© Lorna Cameron
Thursday, 2 February 2012
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