Tell me beloved
What is a field of roses
When you are the very garden
From which it breathes ?
All can perceive
That our father
Whispered a secret in your ears;
Golden Words
only you can decipher
Oh where does such magic
Derive from, dearest one?
All would come
If you’d divulge
What you’ve hidden from the world
Tell me beloved
Of this emerald you possess
Tell me
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Minister, Chaplain, Poet, writer, musician and President of Non Profit: GARCIAAXEL DOT-ORG. The Organizations goal is to help the less fortunate in every way possible. Servant of God. Author of seven poetry books: In Life And Love, Through Different Eyes (Poetic Verses), Poems of Renewal, Poetics, Redeemed, The Long Journey and God is in the Details. Drummer on various projects. Host of the Axe2Grind podcast.
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