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When life's storm roar the loudest, find your calm in God's refuge. His peace anchors the soul, no matter how fierce the winds outsi...

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Rush hour

Larking in twilight,
oblivious to rush hour,
whispers cavorting.

Linking with RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #117 Lark&Rush
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2 comments:

  1. kaykualaOctober 7, 2016 at 1:09 AM

    Larking in twilight,
    oblivious to rush hour

    One finds time for oneself even in times of inconvenience. It is being outwardly creative! Rightly so Ruby!

    Hank

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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.

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