A Haiku
A haiku, I knew
Counting out the syllables
I think that makes five.
The Spirit
Spirits touching near
Recognizing all the truth
We all learn and grow.
Husband and Wife
Two hands touching close
Supporting each the other
Together they stand.
Temptation
Let go of the rope,
The voice loudly called to me.
I fell—stupid voice.
2 comments:
I liked the last one, "Temptation".
You immediately think of the "still, small voice" without you even really referring to it. Good job! (At least I did.)
And resisting the "temptations that so "loudly" entice us to follow them..
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