She sits in a crowded room
It feels so alone, so cold
Her senses are assaulted
Sounds that are jarring
Smells of anxiety
The air is thick with it
It is difficult for her to breathe
She attempts to see into their souls
But all windows have been boarded up
Blocking her view
When she tries with her words, in only mouth sounds
Her heart only receives echoes
Sometimes hollow and empty, other times angry and defensive
The crowded room pushes her backwards
Into the darkened corridor
She remembers The Purpose…
She rests in an empty room
It is so quiet here… beautiful and peaceful
She feels His spirit guide her
She delights in encouraging others
Her words are now easily accepted, now spoken by keyboard
Instead of empty echoes
Now there is light filling her space
Love seems to float in the air here
With every note she types…
Journey With Me! 
Tender and beautiful. I can relate, Sis. ❤
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OMG, it’s just beautiful…
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I’m trying
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What a beautiful flower and poem.
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thank you so much for your kind words
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It’s straight from the heart ,you are influencer and a child of God.
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Alone is only framed by your reference and reality… If you are at peace with yourself alone is never an issue.
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Exactly
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Alone turns to solitude…
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Beautiful and true. If He’s in the room, it doesn’t matter who comes in or doesn’t.
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This truly captures where I often find myself. I love this…💕🙏🏾
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Thank you so much for the kind words… I really do appreciate you
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It’s always a pleasure.🌻
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