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Poetry, creative writing and a desire to inspire….. Hebrews 11:1 – Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.

Painted Fresh


Painted us a memory 

Frozen in time 

The fragrance sleeps

To be awakened someday 

Not by wishful thinking 

But the scent of fresh reality 

So we fall asleep 

As sleeping giants do

Into a deep slumber 

Until the roses begin to bloom again 

Painted fresh from our memory


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Author: syl65

martial arts films, music, poetry, and hockey. this is just a little of who I am. Spirit of the Living God, alive inside of me. Never stop dreaming....

17 thoughts on “Painted Fresh

  1. That sleep during which great things grow. Absolutely beautiful, Sylvester ☺

  2. Oh I like this Brother!!

  3. Wow, Brother, that is breathtaking👊

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