Category: Poetry
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My heart’s song

poetrymy heart’s song, that to whichi dance surrendering to inspirationbecoming one with truthreleasing of emotionexpressing beauty all of creation speaksto that which is within,manifesting without -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Alina Levkovich from Pexels
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Like the Moon

to belike the moonmirroring the only true sourceserving as a reflection backinto the world -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Daniel C from Pexels
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Turn

Turn around My love;you’re hiding from Me.I’m not the Onehiding from you. -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Riccardo Mion from Pexels
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Forgiveness

the narrow pathis the path of forgivenessand it healsall wounds -akw- Put this poem to music and video on Instagram. ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Kim Tayona from Pexels
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Learning to Grow

If man makes his plansand God directs his steps,I’m always where I’m to be. So, what might I learnfrom this current situation? -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Mathias Reding from Pexels
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Action

ill actioncomes from the separatedand wounded soul kind actioncomes from the partsthat are healed and whole -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Haste LeArt V. from Pexels
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Saving Grace

to observe with compassionis saving grace, callingthe wayward home to opine with judgmentbrings condemnationon the wounded soul -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Gladin Joseph from Pexels
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Ultimate Giver

let go to flowlike water in a riverthis is the desireof the ultimate giverprompting the heartto unclench the handsmoving alongas it shifts the sandsadjustments maderevealing the wayfulfilling its purposeeach and every day -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Josh Hild from Pexels
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Treasure Awaiting

our hearts have beencovered in earthly mireand to free its lightwe must be willingto dig deeply excavation takespatient endurance, andloving kindness, andthe treasure awaiting discoveryis well worth the price to be paid -akw- ___©2025 Angel K WillBlog Photo by Valeriia Miller from Pexels
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for the living

death be not a sting, tho it is for the revengeful soulwhen sorrow is given overto the oppressor making death seem like a thiefstealing the heart’s prized possessionand being ignorant of its valuedeath casts the stolen jewelinto the depths of the seawhere it sinks deeply but for he who surrendersthe treasure re-foundreveals life is for the…