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A Hand From Above
A gentle wind graces my brow.
From whence it came, my gate, steadily.
As if to guide, the atmosphere brightens.
Facing ahead, glowing radiance.
Warm embrace caresses softly.
Unfurling below, flourishing landscape.
Under the sun, the valley's folds.
Sounds are silent.
Heavenly direction.
I close my eyes.
Dimensions unify into one.
Peace is heard, heightening.
Mountainous peak.
Open as day, I see.
Perfect rhyme and time, always there.
Distant horizon behind.
Plane where silhouettes shape.
Line where signs outlined and shifted.
Point where impossible chance connected dot.
A hand from above, as I turn forward.
From whence it came, my gate, steadily.
As if to guide, the atmosphere brightens.
Facing ahead, glowing radiance.
Warm embrace caresses softly.
Unfurling below, flourishing landscape.
Under the sun, the valley's folds.
Sounds are silent.
Heavenly direction.
I close my eyes.
Dimensions unify into one.
Peace is heard, heightening.
Mountainous peak.
Open as day, I see.
Perfect rhyme and time, always there.
Distant horizon behind.
Plane where silhouettes shape.
Line where signs outlined and shifted.
Point where impossible chance connected dot.
A hand from above, as I turn forward.
Published 22nd Mar 2024
Author's Note
Taking a "glance" at some of how God is there for me in life and using theme and direction in an attempt to capture that. I also work on being descriptive and eloquent in this, so bear with me.
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22nd Mar 2024 9:09pm
Beautifully written and well executed. The words flow magnificently. A great write!
22nd Mar 2024 9:12pm
Thanks for checking it out. I respect that you find interest in this, even if just from a standpoint of writer to writer.
