Thursday, June 18, 2015

Humble ~ Sprouted Soul: Whole-Souled Poems





​Humble

Often she drifts, confused, in a painful disbelief,
“Why?” She asks, tormented by grief,
Would she ever know?
Would she ever comprehend?
Humble, eyes closed; she prays and reaches out her hands.

~ doobie

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