Pour out of me

abby
Apr 30
1 min read

Let Poetry

Pour out of me

Not harm

Not greed

Not hate

But healing

Truth

And love

Spill from my lips

Drench my feet

And soak into the ground

Let the roots

Drink

And grow

And flourish

Earth

What shall you create

When nourished with love

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