Breath in Wood
Small Heat Challenge
By Pamela WilliamsPublished 10 months ago • Updated 10 months ago • 1 min read
Mahogany harp,
Your breath melts pure icicles,
Warm sighs between notes.
About the Creator
Pamela Williams
“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”
— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)
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