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‘Tis a Taste of Inspiration

‘Tis a taste of inspiration Writing poems in the morning Like a spirit down upon me I write and think after the words Go down on paper without warning. Thoughts come down prompted By His movement in our minds How He opens them to the Life, The Truth we heed or die. We need not wonder why He moves on this one And not another. You may have a brother Or even a mother Who’s out of touch With Truth above Well in need of that love. Trust Him now and forever He forsakes you never.

0930, 15 Nov. 2020

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