Cursed by thirst unquenchable
beneath a blazing sky,
Gaze distorted by burning mist
that wells within her eyes.
A soul that weeps before mankind,
for truths they’ve never seen–
of jaded hearts, of bleeding flesh,
of wounds that lie between.
An angel to the suffering,
a guardian to the soul,
a seraph who has fallen,
sunk within beguiling shoal.
Who will deliver this fragile one
whose eyes, too worn to cry?
To lift her up on mended wings
into the blazing sky?
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LOOKS LIKE SHE’S BEEN WINGED (SORRY!) COMPASSIONATE POETRY!
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You know it’s from the heart when you feel the emotions too… beautiful piece
You know it’s from the heart when you feel the emotions too… beautiful piece
Thank you…you are kind! 🙂
so feeling this, as a fellow physician. <3
Beautiful. Thanks for sharing… and caring 🙂
Thanks so much 🙂
My pleasure 🙂