Heather

Then I plucked the blossoming moorings 

Felt the blessed heavenly blasphemous 

Inside me blooming bud of peace.
Oh! Unearthly terrestrial petals

Shower your grace on me

Thou art is mine calligraphy 

Look now at me,

Shower your grace,

Let me feel healed. 

Wash me, cleanse me deep!

Heather… Let me feel you in deep. 

©err1585 

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