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Anger Mounts, Consuming Me

February 11, 2016

Old House ~ Photo by Patrice

Anger mounts, consuming me
No help in sight, it seems
Not for me.

Then, I turn about
Then, I see
A world full of majesty.

Holding out a hand
A love envelopes
Consumes me.

Not a breath I take
Is it done on it’s own
Or just for me.

I am part of the universe
That holds, loves, surrounds
As it protects me

Then, I know
No anger mounts
Consuming me.
~ Patrice

© Patrice Clarkson – 2016

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