When the time drew near
a heavenly white light,
so bright,
approached
Unfortunately,
it was unable to
retrieve the child’s soul
for he had built his wall too high
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The above is based on a recent dream
The above is based on a recent dream
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12 comments:
Great upbeat 160 Polly!!!
Jeeeez.
this leaves one feeling rather numb...yikes.
Hmmm, perhaps the soul is in a better place...
Some walls do imprison the soul. That is for certain. Thanks for playing along with the Sunday 160.
So sad. The walls we build around ourselves keep a lot of good things out. Fortunately, the ultimate Light overcomes them.
That is so sad!
Polly....
The soup recipe' Rocked!
Thanks
oooohhhh!!
Rather too strong for 160.. very well expressed!!
Hugs xox
I was hoping it was a train...coming to take you on a fabulous trip...
But alas...it was deep...
And I am a shallow person.
PS. Loved it. I think I just had too much caffeine today!
So deep.....It's brilliant!
Interesting dynamic in your dream. Thought-provoking and just this side of sad.
Stuck souls.. ghostly! My favorite stories.
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