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There is a magical place
Where mist rises gradually,
A place where butterflies waltz
And nightingales sing;
Where you can be lulled to sleep
To the sounds of dripping water
Slipping downward to hanging gardens
Clothed in mosses and ferns.
Eavesdrop as the wind dances
Through open gorges
And whistles through ancient caves.
Sight the shadowy sunbeams of light
And come face to Face
With Majesty.

reference, “Majesty”


Carol was discovered by another writer, who is honored to share her works with you. In the fullness of time, Carol's musings, some of them written nearly twenty years ago, have emerged. She allows them to be shared with a still seeking and grateful heart.

6 thoughts on “Majesty

  1. You have such a gift with your poetry, thank you for sharing it with us!
    I can picture it in my mind so clearly, beatuifully.

    Blessings to you in Christ Jesus Carol, He who inspires us in our soul!


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