Poems
by James Dillet Freeman Through God and God only, can create I till & I weed & I wait And in the thicket of my thought bloomed flowers that may never be wrought I stand on wonder and behold beauty…
As the sun ascends, with its golden hues cast upon the world, the people of the mountain awaken. Facing the heavens, reflecting on a profound sense of reverence to the Divine. The air crisp, the breath synchronizes with the rhythm…
In the quiet of twilight’s embrace, Where moonbeams dance and stars trace You, my dear, are a mystical grace. A soul adorned with magic’s lace. Your form, a symphony of light and shadow. with a galactic map of places you’ll…
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