Peeks Through Clouds

An effort to brighten darkness with gentle humor and loving truth... a desire to discern both love and truth more and more clearly when I gaze toward Glory... and a spirit-name, properly descriptive, unrequested but received, my own.

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Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Cuppa

Strong brew of roasted berries
lifts my spirit by the nose
before the too-hot taste
is on my tongue.
Deep, dark and bitter,
this resembles nothing
known as "good."
Though I gladly drink it daily,
I would not have this cup
reflect my soul.

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