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Where Shall I Go

To brood in spirit, yet rest in hope
Unyielding faith, for thee I grope
Be not far, from outstretched hands
Why test my heart, by absurd demands

By strength resist, whilst conform I yearn
To be as all, and not discern
Thy Hand of fate, in destined path
And breech into, a friend's blind wrath

Where shall I go, and savor Thee
Where passion is wild, and souls are free
Is there not a place, from hence to flee
Where Grace does flow, unsparingly



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  • AudreyEvans
    November 13, 2008

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    Finding that fair priced hotel/motel, that doesn't give you crabs if you touch anything is a many a mistery..

    Audrey
    aka Rubyvaroom


  • Angelflower
    November 12, 2008

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    Beautiful, this was really amazing. I love the emotion here and the search for a place.. And how there is a certain peace about the end... You did such a wonderful job expressing so much hun. I really love this write..

    Angel


  • Rose Angel gold member
    November 8, 2008

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    Looking for a place where you can call your own...To rest..That place of looking for grace,flowing to meet all your needs...

    • deepheart
      November 8, 2008
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      This was written for a very dear friend of mine who is facing battles and in need of grace.