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A heart of Valour, poem

A pale blue heart (of valour) is given to all who surrender. . Peace is an offering, an open book coming to welcome pure hearts and warm hands loving and doing and favouring. . The ancient Ones were very kind in their ways looking and blessing as seeds were cast. . Then came a long shadowy summer that may be redeemed in many ways and a heart would sing out powerfully, passionately as the Sun and the Light rise. Barbara age 77

Story without end angel poem for Carolyn 51

Joy is like water that runs smoothly downhill over grass, and weeds, and flowers all the same . An angel carries an urn filled with birds, and treasures and messages and when she glimpses sunrise her heart opens up like a flower and her feet dance as in the snow and all the ancestors stand up in surprise and clap . A Vague moon showers its peace and doves fly over . Story-without-end . by Angelman Raphael