Hope
Originally published on September 18, 2005
I saw hope clearly
She was pretty and subtle like a cardinal in a poppy field
She glided softly, flew quietly, stepped cautiously toe then heal as a ballerina
I saw her warm eyes, soft skin, and silky hair of many different colors
I heard her nightingale song of peace softly into the night
And I felt my soul lift out of my body and soar to touch the clouds.
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2:11 pm on July 26th, 2006
I really love this one; it makes me feel warm inside but where is part two for the Habitation Project?