Photo credit: @pkopoku (Instagram)
Come all, weary and laden
They, that breathe heavy
They, with their hope shredded to bits
They, who are laden
You are not alone
Park lights have gathered their embers
The swish of branches, held back till soon a time
Laden, you and this park
Hold on to faith, weary child
Just as the taut ambience
Holds on desperately to the still air.
Good work, Elsie! Beautiful reference to Matthew 11 :28-30. Love that photo…:)
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Yes I love that text! Photo was taken by a friend ๐Thanks for reading.
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Fabulous!
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Love this one ๐ Thanks for sharing and for visiting my place… that lead me here ๐
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๐๐ thanks for reading. I’m happy you enjoyed this one!
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