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The waves crash over my head
The waves crash over my head
and your lights are so distant, so small:
be bigger than this, O God, my rescue
for your name is my last breath
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
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Great picture and beautiful words. Your poetry is inspired.
I wonder if your poem is to my recent posted poem, your yin to my yan? If you take a peek, please tell me what you think. I wrote of fearing being alone at death, you write that we are never alone and especially not in that last breath.
Love and blessings, Julia
Julia – how cool is that? The Spirit was moving again. I schedule out my posts about a month in advance, so it looks like we had a divine synchronicity. I love it!
Yes. It is amazing! And it certainly was reassuring to me read your poem as a beautiful contrast to mine. Julia x