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Of God
he seemed at times
slow to flow
like sweet molasses
my Southern Boy
m e a n d e r i n g
finding his way
t e r r i t o r y
he has mapped
long since
misplaced
with armor
no longer
needed
I watch a Hawk swoop down
in flight, too soon gone
taste the sweet
linger, my love
it takes my breath away
can you feel the chills
closer
come nearer
this could be of God
© Of God, I (Spy) Love by Lynda Filler
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I'm a writer, a poet, a dreamer, and a lover. I live wherever life takes me, currently in Istanbul, Turkey; and I create beautiful images and thoughts and put them on paper. I love words, paint, the lens, and I create from what I see. You never know what I'm going to write on my blog! But you will find 20 published books on Amazon. My latest is a third memoir, DESTINY'S DAUGHTER. Thanks for following me! #LOVE
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