Wednesday, January 22, 2014

Release



clenched fists punched madly
until outstretched fingers raised
a prayer heavenward


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12 comments:

  1. Love the poem! Also the patches of blue in the image are very cool.

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  2. Lovely. Your words and that image are perfect.

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  3. Perfect! I, too, love the little patches of blue in your photo.

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  4. Gorgeous. I love the cross peering through the branches.

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  5. Isn't that the truth! Letting go in prayer and praise is so healing. Love these branches reaching heavenward and that bit of blue hope!

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  6. Lovely poem. Your edit of this photo enhances the winteriness of it. So bare, yet with hints of color. Beautiful job!

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  7. Very nice poem and I love your photo editing.

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  8. aww, so sweet!! I almost missed the steeple/cross!!

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  9. The fists really get us nowhere. Beautiful!

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  10. I'm so grateful for a God who allows our clenched fists while waiting for our open hands.

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