Winter Reeds

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poems

The Words Come Softly

The words come softly;
At the break of the day.

The words come softly;
And speak of fears they want to slay.

The words come softly;
Union is forever they say.

The words come softly;
Who’s words, who’s thoughts come today?

The words come softly;
When Spirit comes our way.

The words come softly;
For those who chose to listen.

© David R. Durham
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2 thoughts on “Winter Reeds

    dinkerson said:
    March 4, 2013 at 1:01 pm

    Well written. And great photograph.

      David responded:
      March 4, 2013 at 1:05 pm

      Thank you for your review & kind comments.

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