Mandala: (colored pencils) by ~liz
In the Mind of God
We catch intimate glimpses
of shadows and light
Your radiance illuminates
my thoughts
in fleeting
moments
that can only be held
in colors of gratitude
For each spoke
of wheel’s turning
balances the spoken
with your unseen nature
The crowning thorns
we no longer need
for Love knows
us
as Holy
~liz

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