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MY BALM

I close my eyes and sigh, and here I am Lying in the hammock in my heart moving gently with the softness of my breath When I fall from my head past my words I'm caught lovingly by the hammock of my heart and rocked to its rhythmic beat It is my peace, my rest, my quiet cradled in the hammock of my heart It is constant, it is safe to be held in the hammock of my heart No place to go Nothing to do Nobody to please It is my altar, my blessing, my balm here in t...

May 30, 2016 Posts 1-1 of 1 | Page
 

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